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 Dominica and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Stockholm and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 David Bowie to the grunge 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.

All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan 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 '80s 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 Joyce Sims record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.

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

But have you seen my records?

Eric Copeland, Jacob Miller, Funky Four + One, the Normal, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, the Association, Sad Lovers and Giants, The Dirtbombs, Dawn Penn, Grandmaster Flash, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, FM Einheit, Peter and Kerry, Porter Ricks, Liaisons Dangereuses, Television, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, The Leaves, Subhumans, Junior Murvin, Kerrie Biddell, Yazoo, Guru Guru, Essential Logic, Eurythmics, Soul II Soul, Marvin Gaye, Massinfluence, Johnny Osbourne, Eric B and Rakim, Bauhaus, Mad Mike, It's A Beautiful Day, Arab on Radar, Mantronix, Joy Division, The Cowsills, Arcadia, Cymande, Gang Gang Dance, Rosa Yemen, Yellowson, The Mojo Men, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Sarah Menescal, The Smiths, Country Joe & The Fish, Scan 7, Minnie Riperton, Malaria!, Khruangbin, Oblivians, John Lydon, Intrusion, Ituana, The Techniques, Don Cherry, Larry & the Blue Notes, Cluster, Fear, Jeff Mills, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.

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)