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 El Salvador and from Lyon.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Davy DMX to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Star Department. All the underground hits.

All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Mighty Diamonds, Warren Ellis, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Jeff Mills, a-ha, Fluxion, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Interpol, Kas Product, Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, X-101, Jeru the Damaja, The Motions, LL Cool J, the Human League, Dorothy Ashby, Joensuu 1685, Pharoah Sanders, Rhythm & Sound, Massinfluence, Glenn Branca, The Martian, the Bar-Kays, Andrew Hill, John Coltrane, The Tremeloes, Q65, Electric Prunes, Echospace, Laurel Aitken, The Slits, Nas, The Sound, Simply Red, Letta Mbulu, Index, London Community Gospel Choir, Dawn Penn, Siouxsie and the Banshees, ABC, Nirvana, Blancmange, Main Source, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Quando Quango, Marvin Gaye, Dual Sessions, Joyce Sims, The Standells, The Walker Brothers, Desert Stars, JFA, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Isaac Hayes, Scratch Acid, The Gories, The Moleskins, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.

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)