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 Slovakia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.

I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Leonard Cohen to the techno 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.

All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Accadde A, Sun Ra Arkestra, Simply Red, Warren Ellis, Charles Mingus, The Pop Group, Mark Hollis, Marine Girls, Eden Ahbez, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Louis and Bebe Barron, Hardrive, Larry & the Blue Notes, Bob Dylan, The Electric Prunes, Mary Jane Girls, Jesper Dahlback, John Cale, The Monochrome Set, Sarah Menescal, Sällskapet, Donald Byrd, the Human League, Sun Ra, Sonic Youth, Stetsasonic, CMW, Bobby Hutcherson, Pussy Galore, The Black Dice, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Bill Near, Bush Tetras, Jesper Dahlbäck, Sister Nancy, The Seeds, Radiohead, Crime, Matthew Bourne, Boz Scaggs, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Terrestrial Tones, Darondo, Fluxion, Q65, The Fortunes, The Moody Blues, ABBA, Kaleidoscope, Ash Ra Tempel, the Normal, Ronnie Foster, Gil Scott Heron, Faraquet, Steve Hackett, Barclay James Harvest, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, The Offenders, Sparks, Magma, The Music Machine, Josef K, Zapp, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.

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)