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 Peru and from Edmonton.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Birthday Party to the jazz 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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.

All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Joy Division, Japan, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, The Skatalites, Camouflage, Kings Of Tomorrow, the Bar-Kays, Funky Four + One, Lungfish, Jesper Dahlbäck, Pylon, Sunsets and Hearts, Panda Bear, K-Klass, Robert Görl, 10cc, Derrick Morgan, X-Ray Spex, David Bowie, Essential Logic, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, The Neon Judgement, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Surgeon, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Ornette Coleman, Marshall Jefferson, Bang On A Can, Glambeats Corp., Gang Starr, The Toasters, the Swans, OOIOO, The Raincoats, Ultravox, LL Cool J, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Kool Moe Dee, Khruangbin, Yusef Lateef, Monks, Scratch Acid, This Heat, The Dave Clark Five, a-ha, Lou Christie, Echospace, Radio Birdman, Matthew Halsall, Derrick May, Johnny Clarke, Wolf Eyes, Black Flag, the Slits, Selector Dub Narcotic, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Faraquet, Livin' Joy, DeepChord presents Echospace, Fat Boys, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.

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)