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 Papua New Guinea and from Shanghai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Shanghai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Toni Rubio to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.

All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.

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

But have you seen my records?

Pet Shop Boys, Fear, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Josef K, Robert Wyatt, Isaac Hayes, Lightning Bolt, Liliput, Bobby Byrd, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Dorothy Ashby, Steve Hackett, Michelle Simonal, The United States of America, Faust, The Techniques, Funkadelic, The Star Department, Mark Hollis, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, The Associates, John Cale, Warren Ellis, the Sonics, Essential Logic, Maurizio, Radiopuhelimet, Tropical Tobacco, The Seeds, Roger Hodgson, DeepChord presents Echospace, Yellowson, Q65, K-Klass, Scion, Motorama, Sexual Harrassment, Gang Starr, Marvin Gaye, The Modern Lovers, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Interpol, the Fania All-Stars, Johnny Osbourne, Tom Boy, Buzzcocks, Dark Day, Magazine, The Pop Group, Hot Snakes, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, John Lydon, Delta 5, Cybotron, The Golliwogs, Lindisfarne, the Germs, Scientists, Ludus, Ponytail, Loose Ends, Arcadia, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.

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)