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 Turkey and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Salvador and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ituana to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.

All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord 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, OOIOO, Bizarre Inc., X-102, Althea and Donna, Godley & Creme, Kings Of Tomorrow, Half Japanese, JFA, Hasil Adkins, Kango’s Stein Massive, Technova, The Divine Comedy, The Busters, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Silicon Teens, Michelle Simonal, Parry Music, 10cc, Soulsonic Force, D'Angelo, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, The Star Department, The Remains, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Suicide, Ultramagnetic MC's, Jerry's Kids, Howard Jones, Aswad, DJ Sneak, Grandmaster Flash, Glambeats Corp., Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Isaac Hayes, kango's stein massive, Dual Sessions, Bobby Womack, Sexual Harrassment, Radiohead, Clear Light, Siglo XX, Mo-Dettes, Television, The Fall, Wolf Eyes, Amazonics, Danielle Patucci, Au Pairs, Rites of Spring, Roxette, Surgeon, Bobby Hutcherson, Mantronix, Cameo, Albert Ayler, Skaos, Hoover, Cabaret Voltaire, Kool Moe Dee, The Velvet Underground, Bauhaus, The Cosmic Jokers, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.

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)