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 Singapore and from Halifax.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lyon and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 The Names to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.

All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Piero Umiliani, Babytalk, DeepChord presents Echospace, Monolake, Lyres, Yellowson, Stereo Dub, H. Thieme, Minor Threat, Tubeway Army, Harmonia, The Zeros, Soul Sonic Force, La Düsseldorf, The Doors, Sonic Youth, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Camberwell Now, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Funky Four + One, Kenny Larkin, Audionom, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Flipper, Scrapy, Circle Jerks, Larry & the Blue Notes, Easy Going, The Saints, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Kayak, Roger Hodgson, Simply Red, Deakin, Saccharine Trust, Pharoah Sanders, Ralphi Rosario, Connie Case, Robert Görl, Hashim, The Standells, The Electric Prunes, Bobby Hutcherson, Dead Boys, Black Bananas, Essential Logic, The Neon Judgement, the Slits, Junior Murvin, Can, Quantec, Popol Vuh, Average White Band, Cymande, Brothers Johnson, Cal Tjader, Swans, James Chance & The Contortions, Aural Exciters, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, The Black Dice, Boredoms, Idris Muhammad, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.

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)