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 Latvia and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Winnipeg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe 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 Pierre Henry to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.

All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Japan, Erasure, Matthew Bourne, Saccharine Trust, Sister Nancy, MDC, Fugazi, The Evens, Country Joe & The Fish, Jandek, Audionom, Niagra, Yellowson, Toni Rubio, DeepChord presents Echospace, Accadde A, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Stockholm Monsters, The Searchers, Soul Sonic Force, Frankie Knuckles, Groovy Waters, Bobbi Humphrey, Todd Rundgren, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Eli Mardock, DJ Style, Rufus Thomas, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, K-Klass, Kerri Chandler, Warsaw, Shuggie Otis, Royal Trux, Derrick Morgan, The Five Americans, Johnny Clarke, John Coltrane, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Gichy Dan, Flamin' Groovies, Kas Product, Trumans Water, Ultra Naté, Camberwell Now, The Human League, Ultravox, Los Fastidios, The Blackbyrds, Magma, Eric Dolphy, Crash Course in Science, Janne Schatter, Patti Smith, Kool Moe Dee, The New Christs, Schoolly D, The American Breed, Connie Case, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Television, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.

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)