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 Marshall Islands and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Salvador.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Marine Girls 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 Excepter. All the underground hits.

All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Bill Near, Dennis Brown, The Moleskins, Scan 7, Sonny Sharrock, Donald Byrd, Soulsonic Force, Peter & Gordon, Make Up, Todd Terry, The Techniques, Liliput, Swans, Bad Manners, Echo & the Bunnymen, Pussy Galore, China Crisis, Eyeless In Gaza, Aaron Thompson, The Motions, Bluetip, Fifty Foot Hose, James Chance & The Contortions, John Holt, Ash Ra Tempel, Ponytail, The Gories, Negative Approach, Nick Fraelich, Amon Düül II, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Tears for Fears, Grauzone, Black Bananas, Bobby Byrd, Bauhaus, The Litter, The Pop Group, Anakelly, Ronnie Foster, Deepchord, Animal Collective, Theoretical Girls, Ituana, Kings Of Tomorrow, The Invisible, Newcleus, Al Stewart, Crispian St. Peters, Deadbeat, Chris Corsano, Pantytec, Althea and Donna, Jeru the Damaja, Jerry's Kids, MC5, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Moby Grape, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Moss Icon, Brick, Barrington Levy, The Durutti Column, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.

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)