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 Yemen and from Cairo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Radiopuhelimet to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.

All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

KRS-One, The Gap Band, Loose Ends, DJ Style, Stockholm Monsters, The Fall, Subhumans, The Slits, CMW, Ice-T, kango's stein massive, The Tremeloes, H. Thieme, Gichy Dan, Eyeless In Gaza, Dawn Penn, JFA, Von Mondo, Byron Stingily, Grauzone, The Blues Magoos, Kevin Saunderson, Pierre Henry, DeepChord presents Echospace, Sun City Girls, Matthew Halsall, DJ Sneak, The Fuzztones, The Barracudas, Silicon Teens, MDC, Alton Ellis, The Saints, Bluetip, Theoretical Girls, Fear, Sister Nancy, Ituana, Zapp, Sparks, Barclay James Harvest, The Names, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Rotary Connection, Big Daddy Kane, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, The Vogues, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Ronnie Foster, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Fugazi, Organ, Fad Gadget, A Certain Ratio, Vainqueur, Excepter, Nik Kershaw, Swell Maps, The Martian, Wire, Marvin Gaye, Terry Callier, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.

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)