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 Ireland and from London.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Philadelphia.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin 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 Ituana to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.

All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang On A Can record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Juan Atkins, Mr. Review, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Pantytec, Television Personalities, Ludus, Mad Mike, Joensuu 1685, The American Breed, Lalann, Half Japanese, Von Mondo, Kings Of Tomorrow, Banda Bassotti, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, The Martian, Kenny Larkin, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Bad Manners, Fluxion, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, The Pretty Things, Second Layer, The New Christs, Youth Brigade, Wings, Carl Craig, Q65, Sun City Girls, Negative Approach, Scott Walker, The Cosmic Jokers, One Last Wish, DeepChord presents Echospace, Wasted Youth, Bobby Byrd, Siglo XX, X-101, Basic Channel, Public Enemy, The Cramps, Soft Machine, Cheater Slicks, Minny Pops, Aloha Tigers, Duran Duran, Au Pairs, The Alarm Clocks, Young Marble Giants, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Sarah Menescal, The Zeros, The Smiths, Alice Coltrane, Derrick May, Todd Rundgren, Dead Boys, The Fire Engines, Silicon Teens, Howard Jones, Roxy Music, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, the Association, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.

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)