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 Venezuela and from New York.
But I was there.

I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
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 mellotron 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Raincoats. All the underground hits.

All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.

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

But have you seen my records?

In Retrospect, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Thompson Twins, Reagan Youth, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Eurythmics, The Cosmic Jokers, Can, Byron Stingily, Simply Red, Letta Mbulu, Brick, Model 500, The Residents, Ronan, Kerrie Biddell, Infiniti, Electric Prunes, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Erykah Badu, The Star Department, Selector Dub Narcotic, Warsaw, Slick Rick, Q65, FM Einheit, Pylon, Leonard Cohen, Kas Product, John Foxx, kango's stein massive, Eric B and Rakim, The Doobie Brothers, Kurtis Blow, Deakin, Dawn Penn, Interpol, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Negative Approach, Anakelly, Supertramp, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), The Cramps, B.T. Express, Be Bop Deluxe, Pet Shop Boys, Pole, Colin Newman, Moss Icon, The Knickerbockers, Heavy D & The Boyz, Rhythim Is Rhythim, 48th St. Collective, Television Personalities, Icehouse, Nils Olav, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Wally Richardson, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.

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)