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 Maldives and from Tehran.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Salvador and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer 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 Model 500 to the crunk 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 Index. All the underground hits.

All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Subhumans, The Slackers, The Moleskins, Lebanon Hanover, The Busters, Section 25, Maurizio, Monolake, A Certain Ratio, The Kinks, Laurel Aitken, The Dead C, Radiopuhelimet, Cybotron, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Bronski Beat, Lungfish, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Frankie Knuckles, Liliput, Iggy Pop, Scan 7, Au Pairs, Hasil Adkins, Kerri Chandler, Cameo, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Moebius, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Barry Ungar, Todd Rundgren, Second Layer, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, The Buckinghams, cv313, Soft Cell, Newcleus, D'Angelo, Amazonics, Scratch Acid, Black Sheep, Babytalk, Patti Smith, Kool Moe Dee, Barclay James Harvest, Swell Maps, Swans, New Age Steppers, Technova, The Evens, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Gil Scott Heron, Kenny Larkin, Bootsy Collins, Donald Byrd, Intrusion, Mantronix, K-Klass, Easy Going, Junior Murvin, Sexual Harrassment, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.

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)