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 Greece and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 the Association to the grunge 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.

All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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 Young Rascals, The Standells, Man Parrish, Hot Snakes, Barbara Tucker, ABBA, Gang Starr, Big Daddy Kane, Anthony Braxton, Skaos, Boredoms, The Flesh Eaters, Terrestrial Tones, Gregory Isaacs, Marcia Griffiths, Josef K, Monks, Soulsonic Force, Ultramagnetic MC's, Rhythm & Sound, the Normal, Cheater Slicks, Arab on Radar, The Kinks, Gian Franco Pienzio, The Grass Roots, The Slits, Whodini, Idris Muhammad, Traffic Nightmare, Arcadia, Scrapy, Vainqueur, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Byron Stingily, DeepChord presents Echospace, Yellowson, Yaz, Godley & Creme, OOIOO, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Nico, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Scott Walker, Cameo, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Reuben Wilson, The Trojans, Tom Boy, the Slits, Sixth Finger, The Doobie Brothers, The Gun Club, Glenn Branca, X-Ray Spex, Tubeway Army, Soul Sonic Force, Susan Cadogan, Larry & the Blue Notes, Joe Finger, Camouflage, Pussy Galore, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.

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)