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 Poland and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.

All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson 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 '70s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.

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

But have you seen my records?

Essential Logic, Q and Not U, Crooked Eye, Flamin' Groovies, The Leaves, Animal Collective, James White and The Blacks, Visage, The Cosmic Jokers, David McCallum, Franke, The Dirtbombs, Subhumans, Bush Tetras, The Gap Band, The Dead C, Minny Pops, Oneida, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Sixth Finger, Thompson Twins, Dark Day, Q65, Albert Ayler, Kings Of Tomorrow, Fear, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, The Slackers, Simply Red, June of 44, Sunsets and Hearts, Basic Channel, Freddie Wadling, Ultimate Spinach, Rotary Connection, Dave Gahan, Amazonics, Henry Cow, Camberwell Now, The Tremeloes, Grey Daturas, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Kaleidoscope, Lalann, Bluetip, Inner City, Cabaret Voltaire, Colin Newman, Massinfluence, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Electric Light Orchestra, Lee Hazlewood, Rekid, Bill Near, Lou Reed & John Cale, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, The Pop Group, La Düsseldorf, cv313, Siglo XX, Steve Hackett, The Evens, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.

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)