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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Lille.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and London.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Unrelated Segments to the crunk 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.

All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes 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 '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Ajijia Myrayebe, ABC, Rufus Thomas, Robert Wyatt, Gregory Isaacs, The Red Krayola, The Black Dice, Sparks, Babytalk, Electric Prunes, Camouflage, Basic Channel, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Gichy Dan, the Soft Cell, Radiohead, Deadbeat, Morten Harket, Kas Product, Alice Coltrane, The Buckinghams, China Crisis, Vladislav Delay, Kool Moe Dee, Eric Dolphy, Whodini, Goldenarms, The Five Americans, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Hasil Adkins, Rakim, The Seeds, Jeff Mills, The Index, Sun City Girls, The Slits, Con Funk Shun, Ultravox, John Holt, Flipper, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Echo & the Bunnymen, kango's stein massive, Letta Mbulu, Black Moon, Sugar Minott, CMW, Ken Boothe, Grauzone, The Sisters of Mercy, B.T. Express, Laurel Aitken, Vainqueur, Larry & the Blue Notes, Kurtis Blow, Mandrill, The Smiths, The Kinks, Black Sheep, The Human League, One Last Wish, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.

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)