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 Samoa and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bologna and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lower 48 to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.

All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

The Barracudas, Prince Buster, Oneida, The Martian, Skaos, Amazonics, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Porter Ricks, Ice-T, Ludus, The Monochrome Set, Subhumans, Unwound, Scan 7, the Normal, Black Sheep, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Marine Girls, Drexciya, Colin Newman, Gang Gang Dance, Livin' Joy, Isaac Hayes, the Bar-Kays, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, The Move, The Slackers, The Motions, Marvin Gaye, The Five Americans, Easy Going, DJ Sneak, Liaisons Dangereuses, Nils Olav, Sonic Youth, Ronan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Popol Vuh, Public Image Ltd., Brothers Johnson, U.S. Maple, Rites of Spring, Todd Rundgren, Patti Smith, Negative Approach, Ralphi Rosario, Q and Not U, Urselle, Trumans Water, The Toasters, Basic Channel, Arcadia, Sun City Girls, Mantronix, The Birthday Party, the Association, Reuben Wilson, the Soft Cell, Los Fastidios, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.

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)