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 Vanuatu and from Spokane.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Seoul and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Quantec to the dance 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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.

All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Alison Limerick, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Parry Music, Bad Manners, Chris & Cosey, Absolute Body Control, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Lakeside, Erasure, Jesper Dahlbäck, Big Daddy Kane, Khruangbin, Dual Sessions, David Bowie, Bronski Beat, ABBA, Bluetip, Q and Not U, Lebanon Hanover, Saccharine Trust, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Tomorrow, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Mission of Burma, Quando Quango, Funkadelic, Delta 5, Vladislav Delay, The Smiths, Godley & Creme, Fear, The Fugs, Suicide, Robert Hood, Al Stewart, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, The Monochrome Set, The Trojans, Nico, Blossom Toes, B.T. Express, Junior Murvin, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Roger Hodgson, Selector Dub Narcotic, The J.B.'s, Ludus, Harmonia, The Fuzztones, The Slits, F. McDonald, Ossler, Laurel Aitken, Max Romeo, The Fire Engines, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Steve Hackett, Country Teasers, Heaven 17, Eric Copeland, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.

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)