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 Panama and from Mexico City.
But I was there.

I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Accra and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the disco 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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.

All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Model 500, The Invisible, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Black Sheep, Joey Negro, The Gun Club, Deepchord, Roxette, Subhumans, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Sun Ra Arkestra, Toni Rubio, Ice-T, Accadde A, Michelle Simonal, Tom Boy, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, CMW, Kerri Chandler, The Fire Engines, The Grass Roots, Tropical Tobacco, Wire, Gang Green, Jesper Dahlbäck, David McCallum, Mantronix, Flash Fearless, Gichy Dan, Ludus, ABBA, Gastr Del Sol, Aaron Thompson, U.S. Maple, Maleditus Sound, Marmalade, David Axelrod, Drexciya, Popol Vuh, Joyce Sims, DeepChord presents Echospace, Cecil Taylor, Jeff Mills, Johnny Clarke, Suicide, Skaos, Lyres, X-101, Marshall Jefferson, Bobbi Humphrey, Bill Near, Juan Atkins, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Fad Gadget, Jawbox, Ultra Naté, Ronan, Harry Pussy, The Knickerbockers, One Last Wish, The Last Poets, The Move, Easy Going, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.

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)