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 China and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Madrid and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the dance 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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.

All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Mantronix, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), London Community Gospel Choir, Duran Duran, Crispy Ambulance, Erykah Badu, Negative Approach, a-ha, Carl Craig, Eden Ahbez, Smog, Fifty Foot Hose, Young Marble Giants, Sällskapet, Q and Not U, Urselle, Au Pairs, Jerry Gold Smith, Intrusion, Black Flag, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, cv313, James Chance & The Contortions, Nirvana, The Count Five, Underground Resistance, Maleditus Sound, Second Layer, Ralphi Rosario, Rapeman, R.M.O., Colin Newman, Talk Talk, Archie Shepp, Grandmaster Flash, Girls At Our Best!, Con Funk Shun, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Ohio Players, Brand Nubian, The Music Machine, The Walker Brothers, The Grass Roots, The Human League, Deepchord, Eric Dolphy, X-101, Tomorrow, ABBA, Matthew Halsall, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Connie Case, X-Ray Spex, Big Daddy Kane, Eddi Front, Minor Threat, Marine Girls, DNA, Sparks, The Divine Comedy, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.

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)