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 Lebanon and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Portland and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Oblivians to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Excepter, JFA, Alice Coltrane, Siglo XX, Bad Manners, Bobby Sherman, Thompson Twins, UT, Wally Richardson, Soulsonic Force, Scion, It's A Beautiful Day, The Gap Band, Altered Images, Dennis Brown, The Techniques, Joe Finger, Joey Negro, John Cale, The Moody Blues, Talk Talk, Camberwell Now, Guru Guru, Main Source, Sonny Sharrock, The Divine Comedy, Cluster, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Icehouse, Quantec, Rufus Thomas, The Star Department, kango's stein massive, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, The Smoke, Crispian St. Peters, Dark Day, Young Marble Giants, Lou Reed & Metallica, The Vogues, the Normal, A Flock of Seagulls, Gang Starr, The Happenings, Y Pants, Lightning Bolt, The Associates, Section 25, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, The Blackbyrds, The Move, Smog, Don Cherry, Royal Trux, the Germs, Cecil Taylor, Ludus, Funkadelic, Inner City, James White and The Blacks, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.

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)