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 Angola and from Delhi.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 snare 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 Au Pairs 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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.

All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Kerri Chandler, Siglo XX, Joe Finger, Boz Scaggs, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Chris Corsano, Skarface, Suicide, The J.B.'s, Minny Pops, The Busters, Funky Four + One, David Bowie, Oppenheimer Analysis, MC5, Donny Hathaway, Jerry Gold Smith, Kas Product, Steve Hackett, June Days, the Fania All-Stars, Connie Case, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Shuggie Otis, The Sisters of Mercy, Soul Sonic Force, Spandau Ballet, Albert Ayler, The Kinks, Lightning Bolt, Kings Of Tomorrow, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Ultra Naté, Gastr Del Sol, Surgeon, Stiv Bators, Angry Samoans, Dennis Brown, The Cowsills, Matthew Bourne, Erykah Badu, Scratch Acid, Niagra, The Misunderstood, kango's stein massive, The Five Americans, It's A Beautiful Day, Tom Boy, Tommy Roe, Mad Mike, Rotary Connection, L. Decosne, Deepchord, Kango’s Stein Massive, Terry Callier, The Raincoats, Sandy B, Fear, The Birthday Party, The Blues Magoos, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.

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)