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 Singapore and from Salvador.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Accadde A to the jazz 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 Gong. All the underground hits.

All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Youth Brigade, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Marmalade, Brand Nubian, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Skarface, Excepter, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Faraquet, Derrick Morgan, Country Teasers, Albert Ayler, Joy Division, Ralphi Rosario, X-102, Royal Trux, Lucky Dragons, Audionom, Marcia Griffiths, Don Cherry, Lower 48, The Move, Traffic Nightmare, Jesper Dahlback, Lalann, Scion, F. McDonald, Barrington Levy, Quantec, Flash Fearless, The Young Rascals, The Walker Brothers, Country Joe & The Fish, Mad Mike, Anthony Braxton, Piero Umiliani, Eric B and Rakim, U.S. Maple, Dennis Brown, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Deepchord, Massinfluence, Tom Boy, Nas, Nils Olav, John Cale, The Zeros, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Donny Hathaway, Underground Resistance, Sun City Girls, Black Moon, Ituana, the Sonics, Jawbox, Agitation Free, Spandau Ballet, The Star Department, The Searchers, Robert Görl, Jacob Miller, Soul Sonic Force, Colin Newman, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.

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)