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 India and from Lyon.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Marc Almond to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.

All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Niagra, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, The Durutti Column, Gang Starr, Stockholm Monsters, The Detroit Cobras, 48th St. Collective, China Crisis, DeepChord presents Echospace, Todd Terry, Kevin Saunderson, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Little Man, Lalann, Fat Boys, The Beau Brummels, Zapp, Sly & The Family Stone, Gong, Donny Hathaway, Symarip, The Velvet Underground, Glenn Branca, Television, The Smiths, Bizarre Inc., Duran Duran, OOIOO, The Knickerbockers, Alphaville, Neil Young, Kas Product, Soft Machine, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Bobbi Humphrey, Hashim, Isaac Hayes, Minor Threat, Gang of Four, The Sonics, Pole, Black Pus, Davy DMX, New Order, Avey Tare, The Divine Comedy, Japan, The New Christs, Aural Exciters, Suicide, Magma, Amazonics, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Gregory Isaacs, Matthew Bourne, B.T. Express, Parry Music, The Victims, Sällskapet, Pet Shop Boys, Sonny Sharrock, James Chance & The Contortions, Tommy Roe, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.

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)