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 Germany and from Delhi.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Spokane and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Black Moon to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.

All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam 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 '90s.

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 Reuben Wilson record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?

The Misunderstood, Gian Franco Pienzio, Eurythmics, Outsiders, Girls At Our Best!, Loose Ends, The Moleskins, Au Pairs, Wolf Eyes, The Count Five, Pantytec, Black Pus, Soul Sonic Force, Cabaret Voltaire, Dave Gahan, Inner City, Boogie Down Productions, Johnny Clarke, Tropical Tobacco, Excepter, Lucky Dragons, Marvin Gaye, CMW, Flash Fearless, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, The Black Dice, This Heat, Severed Heads, ABC, Minor Threat, The Gun Club, Flipper, EPMD, Arab on Radar, B.T. Express, X-102, Whodini, Dorothy Ashby, The Sonics, Funky Four + One, Electric Light Orchestra, Easy Going, The Royal Family And The Poor, Lou Reed, Archie Shepp, Minutemen, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Kurtis Blow, The Mummies, The Cowsills, Soft Machine, Johnny Osbourne, Duran Duran, Iggy Pop, The Monks, Skarface, Sixth Finger, Bauhaus, Bang on a Can All-Stars, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.

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)