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 Ecuador and from Mexico City.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Rod Modell to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.

All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.

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

But have you seen my records?

Joe Smooth, Kas Product, The Cure, Howard Jones, Swans, Heaven 17, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Masters at Work, One Last Wish, Darondo, Ronnie Foster, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Ash Ra Tempel, FM Einheit, Aural Exciters, The Doors, Moebius, Arcadia, Erykah Badu, Derrick May, Section 25, The Neon Judgement, ABC, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Lee Hazlewood, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Cal Tjader, The Chocolate Watch Band, Fad Gadget, Crime, Juan Atkins, Mark Hollis, E-Dancer, Accadde A, Colin Newman, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Jimmy McGriff, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Glambeats Corp., Negative Approach, Rod Modell, Quando Quango, Frankie Knuckles, Echo & the Bunnymen, Tomorrow, Lakeside, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Radio Birdman, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Oneida, The Associates, The Young Rascals, Michelle Simonal, Minnie Riperton, Agent Orange, Camouflage, Bauhaus, Young Marble Giants, Nick Fraelich, MC5, 8 Eyed Spy, Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.

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)