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 Somalia and from Lyon.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Houston and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Soft Machine to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.

All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Nick Fraelich, Crash Course in Science, Marcia Griffiths, Sugar Minott, Danielle Patucci, Susan Cadogan, The Buckinghams, Reagan Youth, Lindisfarne, CMW, Cybotron, John Lydon, Groovy Waters, 10cc, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Marmalade, The Red Krayola, Mo-Dettes, Hot Snakes, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Radiopuhelimet, Liliput, Alton Ellis, Camberwell Now, Pet Shop Boys, Bobby Byrd, Lee Hazlewood, X-Ray Spex, Q and Not U, Pulsallama, Todd Rundgren, Sun City Girls, The Walker Brothers, Faust, Man Eating Sloth, the Sonics, The Cure, the Bar-Kays, Amon Düül, Boredoms, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Anthony Braxton, Sunsets and Hearts, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Unwound, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Glambeats Corp., Throbbing Gristle, Peter & Gordon, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Boogie Down Productions, Procol Harum, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Knickerbockers, DJ Style, Sister Nancy, The Count Five, Barbara Tucker, E-Dancer, Dual Sessions, Eric Copeland, Drexciya, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.

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)