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 Nigeria and from Accra.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Lower 48 to the rock 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.

All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, The Monochrome Set, Con Funk Shun, Aloha Tigers, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Dave Gahan, Suicide, The Birthday Party, Das Ding, Outsiders, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, The Gladiators, It's A Beautiful Day, The Grass Roots, James White and The Blacks, Siouxsie and the Banshees, The Standells, Electric Prunes, Skriet, Hashim, Television, Oblivians, Kango’s Stein Massive, The Move, Basic Channel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Bill Wells, The Walker Brothers, New Order, Royal Trux, kango's stein massive, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Ash Ra Tempel, Barry Ungar, Marcia Griffiths, Vainqueur, Derrick Morgan, Little Man, Skaos, Brass Construction, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Moebius, Eurythmics, Neu!, The Kinks, Sad Lovers and Giants, T. Rex, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Loose Ends, The Gap Band, Zero Boys, Suburban Knight, Main Source, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Sonny Sharrock, Alphaville, The Misunderstood, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Mark Hollis, The Velvet Underground, Underground Resistance, The Skatalites, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.

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)