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 Venezuela and from Tehran.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lille and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Television to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.

All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Carl Craig, Ten City, The Evens, Bill Wells, Susan Cadogan, Severed Heads, Absolute Body Control, The Smoke, Hoover, Alice Coltrane, Leonard Cohen, Man Eating Sloth, Deepchord, Wings, Kurtis Blow, The Star Department, the Germs, John Coltrane, Y Pants, Mary Jane Girls, The American Breed, John Cale, James Chance & The Contortions, Von Mondo, John Holt, Jerry's Kids, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Section 25, Underground Resistance, Q65, Eurythmics, Rufus Thomas, The Leaves, Jeff Mills, LL Cool J, The Standells, Joyce Sims, Nick Fraelich, MC5, Liaisons Dangereuses, The Red Krayola, Janne Schatter, Arthur Verocai, Eden Ahbez, Boredoms, Skriet, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Archie Shepp, Blossom Toes, Chris & Cosey, cv313, The Detroit Cobras, Gang of Four, Public Image Ltd., Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Shuggie Otis, Jerry Gold Smith, F. McDonald, D'Angelo, Groovy Waters, The Count Five, Excepter, Excepter, Excepter, Excepter.

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)