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 Liberia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Calgary and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Saccharine Trust to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.

All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

John Lydon, Joensuu 1685, Slick Rick, Country Teasers, The Victims, Fad Gadget, Porter Ricks, Panda Bear, Shuggie Otis, Derrick Morgan, Shoche, Big Daddy Kane, Bootsy's Rubber Band, The Motions, Swans, Henry Cow, Janne Schatter, LL Cool J, Faust, Lower 48, Glenn Branca, Zapp, Mr. Review, Joe Smooth, Kango’s Stein Massive, UT, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Pere Ubu, John Holt, Talk Talk, Heavy D & The Boyz, Jacques Brel, The Sound, Clear Light, Sandy B, Jacob Miller, Morten Harket, Unwound, a-ha, Ultimate Spinach, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ajijia Myrayebe, Bang On A Can, The Fuzztones, Slave, Yaz, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, The Stooges, ABC, Sonic Youth, Gang of Four, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Saints, Model 500, Ludus, Funkadelic, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, X-101, Dave Gahan, Radiohead, Easy Going, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.

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)