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 Egypt and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 spring reverb 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 Donald Byrd to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.

All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sex Pistols record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.

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

But have you seen my records?

The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Janne Schatter, Rufus Thomas, Laurel Aitken, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Rotary Connection, Underground Resistance, Magazine, Rapeman, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Adolescents, DeepChord presents Echospace, Gastr Del Sol, Procol Harum, Sister Nancy, Severed Heads, Quadrant, Fugazi, Bizarre Inc., Accadde A, Sixth Finger, Country Joe & The Fish, Neu!, Bronski Beat, Aaron Thompson, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Lucky Dragons, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Black Moon, Visage, DJ Sneak, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Ultra Naté, Bill Near, Roxette, The Index, Sound Behaviour, Eric Dolphy, The Associates, Scratch Acid, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Second Layer, The Standells, Crooked Eye, Derrick Morgan, Siglo XX, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Piero Umiliani, The Chocolate Watch Band, Sun Ra Arkestra, Stockholm Monsters, Heaven 17, Crime, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Joy Division, The Dirtbombs, Hoover, The Remains, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.

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)