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 Switzerland and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Beijing and Copenhagen.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Chrome to the jazz 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 X-101. All the underground hits.

All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.

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

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Carl Craig, Don Cherry, Sun Ra, The Cowsills, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Howard Jones, Black Flag, Hot Snakes, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Monks, Black Sheep, Minor Threat, The Star Department, Tropical Tobacco, Dave Gahan, The Slackers, Black Moon, Cal Tjader, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Jeff Lynne, Boogie Down Productions, A Certain Ratio, D'Angelo, Derrick Morgan, Tears for Fears, Mary Jane Girls, The Black Dice, Max Romeo, Rotary Connection, Ituana, Negative Approach, Section 25, Hasil Adkins, Henry Cow, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Parry Music, The Golliwogs, Fluxion, Brothers Johnson, Janne Schatter, Jesper Dahlbäck, Bill Wells, Subhumans, One Last Wish, Barbara Tucker, Stereo Dub, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Bronski Beat, X-101, Simply Red, Technova, John Holt, Deepchord, Electric Light Orchestra, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Lebanon Hanover, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.

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)