Infinitely Losing My Edge

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Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Burkina and from Bremen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lagos and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.

I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Sugar Minott to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.

But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.

I'm losing my edge.

I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.

All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.

I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.

But have you seen my records?

Grauzone, Negative Approach, Barry Ungar, Young Marble Giants, Lakeside, The J.B.'s, Cabaret Voltaire, Faust, Monolake, MC5, Boredoms, Lucky Dragons, Simply Red, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Qualms, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Sun Ra Arkestra, The Sisters of Mercy, Kevin Saunderson, John Cale, Gang Starr, the Germs, Jerry's Kids, Joensuu 1685, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Gian Franco Pienzio, Brick, Fatback Band, The Blackbyrds, The Martian, Ohio Players, Rotary Connection, The Cosmic Jokers, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, MDC, Boz Scaggs, Sonny Sharrock, Barbara Tucker, La Düsseldorf, Swell Maps, Camberwell Now, The Gun Club, Fad Gadget, Todd Rundgren, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Kayak, T. Rex, Spandau Ballet, Reuben Wilson, Rosa Yemen, Delon & Dalcan, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Curtis Mayfield, Sandy B, The Mighty Diamonds, The Fire Engines, Silicon Teens, Fela Kuti, The Mojo Men, Drexciya, Donald Byrd, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.

You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.

A hack by Matthew Ogle who is very sorry to James Murphy and basically everyone (cheers to Darius and this for the late-night inspiration)