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 Gabon and from Manchester.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Scott Walker to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.

All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics 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 '70s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.

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

But have you seen my records?

Sunsets and Hearts, The Birthday Party, Scott Walker, Maurizio, The Standells, Derrick Morgan, Kerri Chandler, Yaz, The Techniques, Dorothy Ashby, UT, Rhythm & Sound, Maleditus Sound, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Loose Ends, Marc Almond, Steve Hackett, Altered Images, Sex Pistols, Mantronix, Jesper Dahlbäck, Pharoah Sanders, Junior Murvin, Massinfluence, Accadde A, The Durutti Column, Deepchord, Unwound, The Seeds, Q65, Johnny Clarke, Sällskapet, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Stiv Bators, Mars, The Sound, Erasure, Robert Hood, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Ludus, Minor Threat, Magma, The Fugs, Warren Ellis, Mission of Burma, Ultramagnetic MC's, Rekid, Tommy Roe, Jacques Brel, Guru Guru, Lalann, The Busters, The Mighty Diamonds, Kool Moe Dee, Pierre Henry, Tomorrow, Glambeats Corp., Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, The Move, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Roxy Music, EPMD, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.

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)