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 Grenada and from Spokane.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Real Kids to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.

All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.

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

But have you seen my records?

Roy Ayers Ubiquity, The Pop Group, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Johnny Clarke, Mission of Burma, U.S. Maple, cv313, Cybotron, Talk Talk, Amon Düül II, Ornette Coleman, Scion, The Flesh Eaters, The United States of America, Radiohead, Jeff Mills, Stiv Bators, Kool Moe Dee, Oppenheimer Analysis, Sarah Menescal, Steve Hackett, kango's stein massive, Sällskapet, Nico, Janne Schatter, Fela Kuti, Sandy B, Mark Hollis, Minny Pops, Girls At Our Best!, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Wings, Fort Wilson Riot, The Evens, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Dual Sessions, Kayak, Blake Baxter, Livin' Joy, Swell Maps, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, The Cosmic Jokers, Moss Icon, Godley & Creme, Minnie Riperton, Vladislav Delay, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Minutemen, Groovy Waters, Nils Olav, Lucky Dragons, Soft Cell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Faust, The Cure, Boogie Down Productions, The Fall, Bluetip, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Model 500, Tim Buckley, Metal Thangz, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.

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)