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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Salvador and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Thompson Twins to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.

All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.

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

But have you seen my records?

Boogie Down Productions, Drexciya, Bootsy Collins, Organ, LL Cool J, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, China Crisis, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Loose Ends, JFA, Simply Red, Bobby Sherman, K-Klass, Audionom, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, David Bowie, Technova, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Easy Going, Steve Hackett, Second Layer, Index, The Gories, Minny Pops, X-101, the Swans, Soul II Soul, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The United States of America, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Stetsasonic, Trumans Water, Ohio Players, Mandrill, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Pierre Henry, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Vladislav Delay, The Shadows of Knight, The Stooges, Shoche, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sun City Girls, The Alarm Clocks, Sugar Minott, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Peter & Gordon, Lonnie Liston Smith, Television, Shuggie Otis, Girls At Our Best!, Gichy Dan, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, The Cowsills, The Raincoats, Flash Fearless, Ornette Coleman, Letta Mbulu, The Index, Pole, Rufus Thomas, The Happenings, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.

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)