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 Korea South and from Spokane.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Essential Logic to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.

All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gil Scott Heron, Alison Limerick, Bobby Byrd, Negative Approach, Glenn Branca, Brand Nubian, Second Layer, Black Bananas, The Evens, Oppenheimer Analysis, Circle Jerks, Ronnie Foster, Iggy Pop, Scion, The Residents, Das Ding, John Cale, Pharoah Sanders, Chris Corsano, Quadrant, Franke, The Happenings, The Victims, The Sisters of Mercy, Slave, Sonny Sharrock, Reagan Youth, cv313, Dual Sessions, Radio Birdman, Sun Ra Arkestra, Agent Orange, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Mission of Burma, John Lydon, Jandek, Gang Starr, The Moleskins, Robert Wyatt, The Vogues, Glambeats Corp., Deadbeat, The Birthday Party, Los Fastidios, Kenny Larkin, Aloha Tigers, Sight & Sound, Ohio Players, Von Mondo, Gang Gang Dance, Larry & the Blue Notes, Severed Heads, Johnny Clarke, 48th St. Collective, Joe Finger, Bush Tetras, Johnny Osbourne, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, the Slits, Yaz, Metal Thangz, Tears for Fears, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.

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)