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 United States and from Spokane.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 X-Ray Spex to the dance 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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.

All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Chris & Cosey, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, CMW, The Fugs, Japan, Wally Richardson, Drive Like Jehu, Ralphi Rosario, Deadbeat, Ultra Naté, Crime, Amon Düül II, Quantec, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, The Selecter, Radiopuhelimet, Scientists, Organ, Funky Four + One, Hasil Adkins, Grauzone, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Archie Shepp, The Monks, Loose Ends, Deakin, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), The Real Kids, Bizarre Inc., Anakelly, The Martian, Fear, Sparks, Mantronix, Jerry Gold Smith, Mad Mike, Graham Central Station, Echo & the Bunnymen, Can, Reagan Youth, Skarface, Dave Gahan, Interpol, Lou Reed, Scion, Drexciya, R.M.O., Excepter, Public Image Ltd., Sun City Girls, Los Fastidios, This Heat, The Fuzztones, Theoretical Girls, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, The Cramps, New Order, The Leaves, Adolescents, Brand Nubian, Heaven 17, X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.

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)