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 Djibouti and from Manchester.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 The Dave Clark Five to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Motorama. All the underground hits.

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

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.

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

But have you seen my records?

Bobby Hutcherson, Sixth Finger, the Human League, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Pussy Galore, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Country Joe & The Fish, The Cowsills, Gabor Szabo, Rod Modell, Susan Cadogan, Rhythm & Sound, Brick, Jesper Dahlback, Agitation Free, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Surgeon, The Evens, Peter & Gordon, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Iggy Pop, Faraquet, Reuben Wilson, DeepChord presents Echospace, Monks, The Invisible, Q65, Tears for Fears, Basic Channel, Arcadia, Groovy Waters, Bobbi Humphrey, The Black Dice, Von Mondo, Aswad, Skaos, The Cosmic Jokers, Sun City Girls, The Sound, Procol Harum, Dual Sessions, Motorama, Yusef Lateef, Bill Wells, Pantytec, Louis and Bebe Barron, Monolake, the Germs, Arab on Radar, Eurythmics, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Lebanon Hanover, Section 25, Anakelly, China Crisis, The Dirtbombs, Amon Düül II, Crooked Eye, EPMD, Popol Vuh, Cal Tjader, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.

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)