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 Tonga and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Quantec to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.

All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.

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

But have you seen my records?

Sun Ra Arkestra, Country Teasers, Pierre Henry, The Fuzztones, Sound Behaviour, Q65, KRS-One, Masters at Work, World's Most, Danielle Patucci, D'Angelo, the Soft Cell, The Techniques, Hardrive, Supertramp, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Liaisons Dangereuses, Throbbing Gristle, the Normal, Harmonia, The Mummies, Ash Ra Tempel, The Smiths, Animal Collective, Tim Buckley, ABC, Cabaret Voltaire, Lalann, China Crisis, Barrington Levy, Zapp, Pole, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Deepchord, Rod Modell, Amon Düül II, Rotary Connection, Louis and Bebe Barron, Yellowson, Junior Murvin, Oblivians, Fort Wilson Riot, Joy Division, Dave Gahan, Babytalk, Visage, Audionom, Cluster, A Flock of Seagulls, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Half Japanese, Robert Wyatt, The Sound, The Names, Gabor Szabo, The Selecter, 10cc, T.S.O.L., Selector Dub Narcotic, Fad Gadget, Angry Samoans, Toni Rubio, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.

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)