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 Cape Verde and from Salvador.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Johannesburg and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 China Crisis to the grime 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.

All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Don Cherry, New Age Steppers, This Heat, Roxy Music, Absolute Body Control, The Gap Band, The Five Americans, Parry Music, Jerry's Kids, Anakelly, The Smiths, Siglo XX, Lou Reed, The Blues Magoos, Pierre Henry, Schoolly D, Aswad, Bang On A Can, Erykah Badu, Clear Light, Franke, World's Most, Kevin Saunderson, Junior Murvin, La Düsseldorf, Barbara Tucker, Camberwell Now, Larry & the Blue Notes, Newcleus, Lungfish, Jesper Dahlbäck, Scion, Jeff Mills, kango's stein massive, Isaac Hayes, Nik Kershaw, The Gun Club, Albert Ayler, Scrapy, Ponytail, Ajijia Myrayebe, Colin Newman, The Grass Roots, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Animal Collective, The Tremeloes, Television, Fear, Interpol, The Sound, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Robert Wyatt, Iggy Pop, Ultra Naté, Chris Corsano, Fatback Band, Piero Umiliani, Wally Richardson, Tears for Fears, The Stooges, Donald Byrd, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.

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)