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 Palau and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lyon and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cluster to the techno 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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.

All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Average White Band, Pere Ubu, Spandau Ballet, Yellowson, Cal Tjader, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, The Toasters, Godley & Creme, The Dave Clark Five, Jesper Dahlbäck, Derrick Morgan, Shoche, Crispy Ambulance, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, The Monochrome Set, Con Funk Shun, Kayak, It's A Beautiful Day, Kas Product, Graham Central Station, AZ, John Lydon, Lou Christie, The Associates, Terrestrial Tones, Freddie Wadling, Lucky Dragons, DeepChord presents Echospace, Mad Mike, June of 44, Jacob Miller, Sunsets and Hearts, Larry & the Blue Notes, the Bar-Kays, Marshall Jefferson, Alton Ellis, Wire, Wolf Eyes, Andrew Hill, Qualms, Lightning Bolt, Bobby Hutcherson, Theoretical Girls, Tropical Tobacco, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Stetsasonic, Sonic Youth, The Grass Roots, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Glambeats Corp., Nik Kershaw, Robert Hood, Supertramp, Fela Kuti, Idris Muhammad, Gong, Gang Gang Dance, Surgeon, Newcleus, Ohio Players, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.

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)