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 Peru and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Crime to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.

All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Ralphi Rosario, Bobby Byrd, Eden Ahbez, Chris & Cosey, Josef K, Judy Mowatt, Gregory Isaacs, Hardrive, JFA, Morten Harket, Cameo, Niagra, Franke, Sun City Girls, Agitation Free, Howard Jones, T. Rex, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Bob Dylan, The Durutti Column, Joe Finger, Slave, Youth Brigade, The Cure, The Blues Magoos, Hoover, Kango’s Stein Massive, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Royal Trux, Man Eating Sloth, Junior Murvin, The Offenders, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, MC5, Beasts of Bourbon, Brothers Johnson, Lalo Schifrin, Dead Boys, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Be Bop Deluxe, Sex Pistols, OOIOO, Yellowson, Dawn Penn, Buzzcocks, Silicon Teens, Quando Quango, Patti Smith, Graham Central Station, Ohio Players, Eurythmics, Ultra Naté, the Sonics, Stockholm Monsters, Accadde A, Cecil Taylor, Ten City, DJ Sneak, Rhythm & Sound, Mad Mike, Sam Rivers, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.

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)