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 Italy and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lagos and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Agent Orange to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.

All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Alice Coltrane, Fifty Foot Hose, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Scratch Acid, DJ Style, Kings Of Tomorrow, ABC, Harmonia, Radio Birdman, Agent Orange, The Smoke, The New Christs, Mantronix, The Pretty Things, Morten Harket, Judy Mowatt, Whodini, D'Angelo, Moebius, Juan Atkins, Stereo Dub, X-101, Flash Fearless, Funky Four + One, DJ Sneak, Fad Gadget, the Sonics, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Eric B and Rakim, Quantec, the Soft Cell, The Doobie Brothers, Zero Boys, The Fortunes, Section 25, Das Ding, The Evens, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Anthony Braxton, The Searchers, Ronnie Foster, Marvin Gaye, The Divine Comedy, Fela Kuti, Black Flag, The Sound, Kayak, Eve St. Jones, Tubeway Army, Easy Going, Scion, Joe Finger, Blancmange, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Audionom, Severed Heads, Tomorrow, New Order, The Names, R.M.O., The Blackbyrds, B.T. Express, Rakim, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.

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)