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 China and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Half Japanese to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.

All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx 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?

These Immortal Souls, Kaleidoscope, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Chris & Cosey, Alison Limerick, Wings, Unrelated Segments, The New Christs, Throbbing Gristle, Pantytec, Rekid, Terry Callier, The Barracudas, Brothers Johnson, Matthew Halsall, Reuben Wilson, Michelle Simonal, Scott Walker, The Standells, Quadrant, This Heat, The Vogues, Joe Finger, Monolake, The Neon Judgement, Derrick May, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Ten City, The Victims, The Misunderstood, Pulsallama, Loose Ends, Josef K, The Seeds, OOIOO, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Carl Craig, The Golliwogs, John Cale, The Beau Brummels, Barclay James Harvest, Vladislav Delay, Goldenarms, Scientists, Brass Construction, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Invisible, Chrome, Peter & Gordon, Organ, Negative Approach, The Count Five, Nation of Ulysses, Sight & Sound, DNA, Y Pants, The Modern Lovers, Duran Duran, MDC, Lou Christie, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.

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)