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 Kenya and from Accra.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Winnipeg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Nico 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.

All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra record on German import.

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

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The American Breed, The Associates, Peter and Kerry, Rapeman, Blake Baxter, Boogie Down Productions, Nation of Ulysses, Marmalade, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Jesper Dahlbäck, Stereo Dub, Fatback Band, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Bobbi Humphrey, Nik Kershaw, the Bar-Kays, Iggy Pop, Chris Corsano, Cybotron, The Count Five, Symarip, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, June of 44, Ultramagnetic MC's, Pole, Brand Nubian, Mandrill, Monks, a-ha, The Moody Blues, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Tres Demented, Aswad, Eric B and Rakim, Saccharine Trust, Heaven 17, Kas Product, Lou Reed & John Cale, Ronan, Lower 48, Derrick May, Johnny Osbourne, The Blackbyrds, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Fifty Foot Hose, Eric Copeland, Public Enemy, Lou Reed, Ludus, Sixth Finger, the Swans, Procol Harum, Warren Ellis, Das Ding, Simply Red, Brothers Johnson, Electric Light Orchestra, Johnny Clarke, The Buckinghams, Icehouse, Harmonia, Davy DMX, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.

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)