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 Tonga and from Glasgow.
But I was there.

I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 mellotron 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 Cal Tjader to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.

All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Zeros, Radiohead, Jesper Dahlbäck, The Happenings, CMW, Accadde A, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Ice-T, Junior Murvin, The Blues Magoos, Lebanon Hanover, Sunsets and Hearts, Gabor Szabo, Camberwell Now, Rites of Spring, Stockholm Monsters, ABC, Lyres, Nils Olav, The Techniques, The Mighty Diamonds, D'Angelo, The Victims, Davy DMX, Symarip, B.T. Express, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, the Slits, Jesper Dahlback, kango's stein massive, Donald Byrd, Graham Central Station, Morten Harket, Urselle, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, John Holt, Rosa Yemen, Duran Duran, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Ten City, Shuggie Otis, The Invisible, The Skatalites, World's Most, Brand Nubian, Electric Prunes, Main Source, The Fuzztones, Sixth Finger, The Mummies, Eden Ahbez, AZ, Public Enemy, Crooked Eye, Unrelated Segments, A Flock of Seagulls, Godley & Creme, Idris Muhammad, Howard Jones, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.

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)