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 Mauritania and from Sao Paulo.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Calgary and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.

All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Soul Sonic Force, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Suburban Knight, The Shadows of Knight, Mr. Review, Lou Reed & Metallica, The Sound, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Man Eating Sloth, Index, Arcadia, Con Funk Shun, This Heat, It's A Beautiful Day, Cybotron, Bobby Womack, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, The Modern Lovers, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Brand Nubian, Crime, The Monochrome Set, Negative Approach, Blancmange, Sam Rivers, The Birthday Party, Fatback Band, The Divine Comedy, Bill Near, The New Christs, the Slits, Scan 7, Roger Hodgson, Cymande, Lower 48, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Jeff Mills, China Crisis, Japan, Amon Düül II, Altered Images, Simply Red, Kenny Larkin, Connie Case, Tim Buckley, Faust, Moss Icon, Swell Maps, kango's stein massive, Reagan Youth, Soft Machine, Whodini, Alphaville, The Chocolate Watch Band, Bad Manners, The Durutti Column, A Certain Ratio, Black Flag, Jeru the Damaja, Tears for Fears, Strawberry Alarm Clock, The Slits, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.

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)