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 Ukraine and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Cairo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 clarinet 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 Mark Hollis to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.

All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Louis and Bebe Barron, Bizarre Inc., Judy Mowatt, Warren Ellis, Spandau Ballet, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Leonard Cohen, The Raincoats, Harmonia, Agitation Free, Peter and Kerry, The Residents, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Whodini, Reuben Wilson, Arab on Radar, Sixth Finger, Rod Modell, Mandrill, Television Personalities, Alison Limerick, CMW, Dual Sessions, Sexual Harrassment, Adolescents, Blancmange, Sandy B, Ronan, Crooked Eye, Sly & The Family Stone, Ten City, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Grauzone, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Remains, Dawn Penn, Crispian St. Peters, The Busters, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Associates, Graham Central Station, Gichy Dan, Chris Corsano, Iggy Pop, Buzzcocks, Motorama, Skriet, Kerrie Biddell, Fat Boys, MC5, Vladislav Delay, Lalo Schifrin, Scratch Acid, FM Einheit, Fugazi, Funky Four + One, Surgeon, Technova, Japan, Johnny Osbourne, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.

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)