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 Eritrea and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Andrew Hill to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.

All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Dawn Penn, Grey Daturas, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Ossler, The Vogues, Delon & Dalcan, Tres Demented, Fugazi, Yusef Lateef, Kas Product, Aaron Thompson, Kurtis Blow, The Fire Engines, Aloha Tigers, Mandrill, Franke, Scratch Acid, Cymande, David McCallum, Slave, Deadbeat, The Busters, The Dirtbombs, Nick Fraelich, Boredoms, Minny Pops, Fatback Band, Idris Muhammad, Mo-Dettes, Barclay James Harvest, Minutemen, New York Dolls, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Clear Light, Peter & Gordon, Country Teasers, The Cowsills, The Selecter, Lakeside, Infiniti, Amazonics, Sugar Minott, the Association, Terrestrial Tones, Pet Shop Boys, Thompson Twins, Avey Tare, Tubeway Army, Second Layer, Ultimate Spinach, Stiv Bators, Andrew Hill, Gang Starr, Maleditus Sound, The Seeds, Bill Near, Jeff Mills, The Misunderstood, Sound Behaviour, Glambeats Corp., Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Jeru the Damaja, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras.

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)