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 Cape Verde and from Spokane.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tehran and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Marvin Gaye to the techno 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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.

All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Bob Dylan, Subhumans, The Busters, Agent Orange, Altered Images, Lower 48, The Sisters of Mercy, Sun Ra Arkestra, The Red Krayola, Stereo Dub, David McCallum, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Royal Trux, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Scientists, Ultimate Spinach, Gabor Szabo, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Intrusion, Ultra Naté, Grandmaster Flash, cv313, Public Enemy, Bobbi Humphrey, Rotary Connection, John Foxx, Animal Collective, The Mojo Men, the Bar-Kays, The Star Department, Jesper Dahlback, X-102, Boredoms, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Nas, E-Dancer, Second Layer, The Kinks, New Order, Eden Ahbez, Amazonics, The Misunderstood, Technova, Gil Scott Heron, Be Bop Deluxe, Delon & Dalcan, Scrapy, Roxy Music, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The Music Machine, Charles Mingus, Roy Ayers, Basic Channel, Guru Guru, T.S.O.L., Echospace, Angry Samoans, The Mighty Diamonds, Lalann, Hardrive, Los Fastidios, Yusef Lateef, Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.

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)