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 Russia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Basic Channel to the electroclash 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.

All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Absolute Body Control, Unrelated Segments, The Doobie Brothers, Pylon, Loose Ends, Radiohead, Cecil Taylor, Eric Dolphy, K-Klass, Kerri Chandler, Letta Mbulu, Johnny Clarke, Man Parrish, Youth Brigade, Television Personalities, Eve St. Jones, Barbara Tucker, Rapeman, These Immortal Souls, Mr. Review, Crooked Eye, Pagans, The Mighty Diamonds, Vladislav Delay, Janne Schatter, Eurythmics, John Lydon, Aloha Tigers, Thompson Twins, Soul II Soul, Brothers Johnson, Chrome, Faraquet, Amon Düül, The Buckinghams, Neu!, Maleditus Sound, Metal Thangz, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Bill Near, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Joensuu 1685, Bobbi Humphrey, Black Sheep, Joy Division, Massinfluence, cv313, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Howard Jones, Porter Ricks, Terrestrial Tones, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Nirvana, Rekid, The Detroit Cobras, The Mojo Men, Bobby Hutcherson, Delon & Dalcan, Soul Sonic Force, Alton Ellis, Visage, The Slackers, Warsaw, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.

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)