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 Madagascar and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lille and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the organ 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 the Sonics to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.

All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Jeff Mills, Crime, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Howard Jones, Wire, a-ha, Rufus Thomas, The Angels of Light, Agent Orange, Bauhaus, Cecil Taylor, Tim Buckley, Rhythm & Sound, Gang Starr, Liaisons Dangereuses, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Reuben Wilson, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Royal Trux, Flash Fearless, Blossom Toes, Hardrive, John Cale, The Five Americans, Depeche Mode, Moss Icon, The Gun Club, Rotary Connection, Robert Hood, Hasil Adkins, Chrome, Lee Hazlewood, DeepChord presents Echospace, Qualms, June Days, Sly & The Family Stone, China Crisis, Barclay James Harvest, Donny Hathaway, Aloha Tigers, Ornette Coleman, Kool Moe Dee, Gang Gang Dance, Louis and Bebe Barron, Camberwell Now, Lucky Dragons, Erykah Badu, Roxy Music, Bob Dylan, Ponytail, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Albert Ayler, Magazine, The Pop Group, Grauzone, Index, The Blackbyrds, Neil Young, Sunsets and Hearts, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.

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)