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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tehran and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 electroclash 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.

All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Pierre Henry, The Velvet Underground, Michelle Simonal, The Fire Engines, The Invisible, Banda Bassotti, Radiohead, Junior Murvin, Albert Ayler, Girls At Our Best!, Laurel Aitken, Nils Olav, Max Romeo, The Fuzztones, Minutemen, Mary Jane Girls, Cluster, Circle Jerks, Rekid, Barclay James Harvest, Fat Boys, Talk Talk, Althea and Donna, The Cowsills, Robert Görl, Stereo Dub, Marcia Griffiths, Adolescents, Television, The Index, Lower 48, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Angry Samoans, Tomorrow, Skriet, Au Pairs, R.M.O., Joe Smooth, Ultramagnetic MC's, Blancmange, Mo-Dettes, Maurizio, JFA, Dark Day, Nick Fraelich, Half Japanese, Vainqueur, Sexual Harrassment, Janne Schatter, Average White Band, Public Image Ltd., Absolute Body Control, Derrick May, X-Ray Spex, The Gun Club, Mark Hollis, The New Christs, The Offenders, Jacques Brel, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.

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)