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 Laos and from Stockholm.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Radiohead to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.

All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

New Order, Radiopuhelimet, LL Cool J, Sugar Minott, The Barracudas, Black Bananas, Matthew Bourne, Eric Copeland, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, L. Decosne, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Barbara Tucker, The Mighty Diamonds, Yusef Lateef, Pierre Henry, Intrusion, Anakelly, Bob Dylan, Bill Wells, Loose Ends, The Wake, The Sisters of Mercy, The Leaves, the Normal, Sandy B, Bang On A Can, John Lydon, Curtis Mayfield, Alton Ellis, Larry & the Blue Notes, Rekid, Deakin, The Doors, Nick Fraelich, Funkadelic, Prince Buster, The Alarm Clocks, The Gories, Cecil Taylor, Silicon Teens, Kas Product, Maurizio, B.T. Express, David Bowie, Toni Rubio, Ultimate Spinach, Aloha Tigers, Barry Ungar, The United States of America, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Desert Stars, Eric Dolphy, Rufus Thomas, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Flash Fearless, One Last Wish, Jeff Mills, Motorama, Man Parrish, Janne Schatter, Swell Maps, Rakim, Radiohead, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.

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)