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 Brunei and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Ludus to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.

All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Steve Hackett, DeepChord presents Echospace, The Searchers, Man Eating Sloth, Rakim, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, The Selecter, the Bar-Kays, The Leaves, The Cure, Stockholm Monsters, Mission of Burma, Boredoms, Duran Duran, Kango’s Stein Massive, The Walker Brothers, Ludus, Derrick Morgan, Alice Coltrane, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Delta 5, Barclay James Harvest, Zero Boys, Subhumans, Kayak, Tom Boy, The Blues Magoos, Sex Pistols, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Intrusion, Rod Modell, John Foxx, Sister Nancy, Crispian St. Peters, Minutemen, Banda Bassotti, Simply Red, Jerry Gold Smith, Funkadelic, The Buckinghams, Chrome, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Television Personalities, Moebius, The Modern Lovers, Scan 7, Judy Mowatt, Liaisons Dangereuses, Kerrie Biddell, Thompson Twins, The Fuzztones, Roxy Music, Ash Ra Tempel, Sonic Youth, Glambeats Corp., Nico, Y Pants, Ralphi Rosario, the Association, Sixth Finger, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane 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)