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 Guinea-Bissau and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mumbai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Joe Smooth to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Busters. All the underground hits.

All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Dennis Brown, ABC, The Raincoats, Desert Stars, Suicide, Groovy Waters, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Television, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Liaisons Dangereuses, The Pretty Things, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Yellowson, Niagra, Minny Pops, Little Man, Robert Görl, Tears for Fears, MC5, The Shadows of Knight, Rosa Yemen, Young Marble Giants, Bauhaus, The Young Rascals, Siglo XX, Camberwell Now, Wally Richardson, The Detroit Cobras, PIL, Moebius, the Slits, Dual Sessions, The Smiths, Swell Maps, Isaac Hayes, Gerry Rafferty, Marc Almond, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Ash Ra Tempel, Sunsets and Hearts, Funky Four + One, Vaughan Mason & Crew, the Human League, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Deakin, Reuben Wilson, Aaron Thompson, the Sonics, Gil Scott Heron, Suburban Knight, Todd Terry, The J.B.'s, Parry Music, Eddi Front, Lee Hazlewood, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, The United States of America, Roxette, Urselle, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, T. Rex, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.

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)