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 Yemen and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Seoul and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Darondo to the grunge 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.

All Crispy Ambulance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Roxy Music, The Music Machine, Aswad, AZ, the Normal, Rapeman, Parry Music, Michelle Simonal, Faust, Max Romeo, DJ Sneak, MDC, Nation of Ulysses, The Motions, Aural Exciters, cv313, Drive Like Jehu, Archie Shepp, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Sisters of Mercy, Unwound, H. Thieme, Reuben Wilson, Black Sheep, The Evens, Anthony Braxton, Carl Craig, Banda Bassotti, Gong, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Chris Corsano, a-ha, FM Einheit, Barrington Levy, Eurythmics, Anakelly, Sun Ra Arkestra, Oblivians, Swans, Juan Atkins, DNA, Jesper Dahlback, Toni Rubio, Quantec, Neil Young, David Bowie, Magazine, Marvin Gaye, A Flock of Seagulls, The Neon Judgement, The Five Americans, The Cowsills, The Pop Group, Slave, Pulsallama, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Dennis Brown, Hoover, Liaisons Dangereuses, Bizarre Inc., Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.

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)