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 Korea North and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin 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 Nirvana to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.

All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive 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 '90s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Lebanon Hanover, The Misunderstood, The Smoke, DJ Sneak, Pole, The Leaves, The Monks, Radiohead, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Grauzone, Simply Red, Donny Hathaway, Make Up, Chris Corsano, Boredoms, World's Most, Leonard Cohen, Yellowson, Thompson Twins, The Electric Prunes, Lyres, John Holt, Davy DMX, Fugazi, Skriet, Anakelly, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Q65, Lou Reed, Barry Ungar, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Severed Heads, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Gang Green, Kool Moe Dee, Subhumans, Flash Fearless, Nico, Country Joe & The Fish, Depeche Mode, Wings, The American Breed, AZ, Be Bop Deluxe, Pylon, Spoonie Gee, MC5, Dead Boys, Cybotron, Bootsy Collins, Buzzcocks, Kas Product, Harpers Bizarre, The Last Poets, The Young Rascals, Loose Ends, Barbara Tucker, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.

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)