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 Rwanda and from Manchester.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 harpsichord 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 The Five Americans to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.

All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Tommy Roe, The Birthday Party, Youth Brigade, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Half Japanese, MDC, Television Personalities, The Smiths, Howard Jones, Brass Construction, Joe Finger, Brick, Sexual Harrassment, Toni Rubio, Fifty Foot Hose, Grandmaster Flash, Sandy B, Rapeman, The Buckinghams, Sad Lovers and Giants, Jeff Lynne, Gang of Four, Model 500, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, DeepChord presents Echospace, Rhythm & Sound, The Golliwogs, Y Pants, Nik Kershaw, Funkadelic, Chris Corsano, New Order, Lou Christie, The Associates, David Bowie, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, John Coltrane, World's Most, Make Up, Roxette, Scott Walker, Amon Düül, Fatback Band, Archie Shepp, Sonny Sharrock, Marine Girls, Ronnie Foster, Qualms, Fort Wilson Riot, Crime, Country Joe & The Fish, Minor Threat, Junior Murvin, The Offenders, Rites of Spring, The Stooges, Fluxion, the Swans, Gang Gang Dance, Graham Central Station, Jerry Gold Smith, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.

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)