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 Dominican Republic and from Seoul.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Los Fastidios to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.

All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Kayak, The Cure, Make Up, The American Breed, Yusef Lateef, Camberwell Now, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Derrick Morgan, The Stooges, John Coltrane, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Arthur Verocai, Cybotron, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, The Gories, Babytalk, Bronski Beat, Public Enemy, Soft Machine, The Pop Group, Maleditus Sound, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, L. Decosne, the Human League, Barbara Tucker, Boogie Down Productions, Jesper Dahlback, New York Dolls, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Todd Rundgren, Reagan Youth, Colin Newman, Main Source, UT, John Cale, Soft Cell, Absolute Body Control, EPMD, Ultramagnetic MC's, Swans, Audionom, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Aloha Tigers, Faraquet, Fela Kuti, Sunsets and Hearts, Funkadelic, Piero Umiliani, Unwound, It's A Beautiful Day, Black Pus, Popol Vuh, Stockholm Monsters, Cluster, Lalo Schifrin, In Retrospect, The New Christs, Hot Snakes, Shuggie Otis, Matthew Halsall, Cymande, Intrusion, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.

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)