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 United States and from Lagos.
But I was there.

I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Woodstock and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scan 7 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.

All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Essential Logic, Country Teasers, the Slits, The Smoke, Ultra Naté, Sunsets and Hearts, Aswad, The Skatalites, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Bad Manners, Deepchord, Rufus Thomas, Au Pairs, Rapeman, Blancmange, Harmonia, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Swans, Crooked Eye, Jawbox, The Last Poets, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Barry Ungar, Ultramagnetic MC's, Gregory Isaacs, Barclay James Harvest, Public Enemy, Von Mondo, Eyeless In Gaza, Jeru the Damaja, Lou Reed, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, ABC, Electric Prunes, New Age Steppers, The Names, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Patti Smith, Peter and Kerry, The Knickerbockers, The Toasters, New Order, Soul Sonic Force, The Stooges, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Panda Bear, Faraquet, Janne Schatter, The Tremeloes, Bootsy Collins, Fluxion, Jandek, John Coltrane, Wings, Motorama, Aaron Thompson, Fela Kuti, Bobby Womack, Hoover, Black Sheep, Sun Ra, David Bowie, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.

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)