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 Kazakhstan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mumbai and Cairo.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Curtis Mayfield to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.

All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Aaron Thompson, Sexual Harrassment, The Gun Club, The Gladiators, Q and Not U, Television Personalities, Funky Four + One, Man Parrish, Tommy Roe, Nick Fraelich, The Count Five, Ken Boothe, Colin Newman, KRS-One, China Crisis, Trumans Water, DNA, The Doobie Brothers, Leonard Cohen, Mary Jane Girls, Kaleidoscope, Ituana, Bobby Womack, Hashim, Gichy Dan, Stereo Dub, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Average White Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Lower 48, Jesper Dahlback, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Oppenheimer Analysis, Malaria!, Sunsets and Hearts, Youth Brigade, Eric Copeland, The Royal Family And The Poor, Buzzcocks, Kango’s Stein Massive, the Bar-Kays, The J.B.'s, Joensuu 1685, Chrome, Essential Logic, Matthew Halsall, Jimmy McGriff, ABC, Ten City, Sparks, The Moody Blues, Lyres, Tom Boy, Tres Demented, The Angels of Light, Kerrie Biddell, Sarah Menescal, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Skriet, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Fatback Band, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.

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)