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 Marshall Islands and from Shanghai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Salvador and Toronto.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the rock 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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade. All the underground hits.

All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh 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 '80s.

I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Tom Boy, Ash Ra Tempel, DeepChord presents Echospace, Fifty Foot Hose, Chrome, Don Cherry, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Sonic Youth, Eddi Front, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Jawbox, Be Bop Deluxe, Ten City, Groovy Waters, Man Eating Sloth, Byron Stingily, New Age Steppers, Amon Düül, the Sonics, Sad Lovers and Giants, The Neon Judgement, Toni Rubio, Gichy Dan, Cheater Slicks, Fatback Band, Michelle Simonal, Stiv Bators, Cybotron, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Shuggie Otis, Charles Mingus, Y Pants, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Swans, Maurizio, Surgeon, Tropical Tobacco, Lou Christie, Sunsets and Hearts, Gabor Szabo, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, The Selecter, Junior Murvin, Spoonie Gee, Section 25, Slick Rick, Bluetip, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Tim Buckley, The Slackers, The Dead C, Loose Ends, The American Breed, The Standells, The Names, Q65, Radiohead, Cameo, Blake Baxter, Skriet, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Rapeman, The Cure, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.

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)