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 Palau and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 Morten Harket to the rap 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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.

All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Marcia Griffiths, Brothers Johnson, Fela Kuti, The Associates, Mark Hollis, Oblivians, One Last Wish, The Vogues, Tears for Fears, Procol Harum, Carl Craig, Kerri Chandler, The Royal Family And The Poor, Erasure, Matthew Bourne, Arab on Radar, Jacques Brel, Eric Copeland, Country Joe & The Fish, Neil Young, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Joe Smooth, Johnny Osbourne, Underground Resistance, Television Personalities, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Jandek, The Smoke, LL Cool J, Au Pairs, Delta 5, Ultravox, Thompson Twins, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Henry Cow, Blancmange, Average White Band, DeepChord presents Echospace, Jacob Miller, The Blues Magoos, T. Rex, Y Pants, Radio Birdman, X-102, Lebanon Hanover, Girls At Our Best!, Nirvana, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Idris Muhammad, Wally Richardson, Neu!, Pantaleimon, Althea and Donna, Sam Rivers, Maurizio, The Gories, Alphaville, Ralphi Rosario, Country Teasers, Hot Snakes, Joensuu 1685, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.

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)