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 Malaysia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Portland and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Wolf Eyes to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.

All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.

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

But have you seen my records?

Matthew Bourne, Saccharine Trust, Althea and Donna, John Lydon, Kaleidoscope, Mad Mike, Davy DMX, Eric B and Rakim, The Wake, T. Rex, Accadde A, Negative Approach, Joyce Sims, Cecil Taylor, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Liaisons Dangereuses, Boogie Down Productions, Unrelated Segments, Delta 5, Eddi Front, Chris & Cosey, The Smoke, The Chocolate Watch Band, Fear, Monks, Eurythmics, Erykah Badu, Sandy B, Eric Copeland, Qualms, The Dirtbombs, R.M.O., Sister Nancy, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, A Flock of Seagulls, Dual Sessions, Stockholm Monsters, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, The Monks, Masters at Work, China Crisis, Altered Images, Con Funk Shun, B.T. Express, Funky Four + One, Spoonie Gee, Stetsasonic, Roxy Music, Young Marble Giants, Lightning Bolt, Warren Ellis, Von Mondo, Kerrie Biddell, Rosa Yemen, Excepter, La Düsseldorf, Juan Atkins, Pere Ubu, Colin Newman, Das Ding, Crispian St. Peters, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.

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)