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 Guatemala and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manila and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 guitar 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 The Index to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.

All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.

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

But have you seen my records?

Cluster, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, John Coltrane, Mark Hollis, OOIOO, Roy Ayers, The Birthday Party, Aural Exciters, The Royal Family And The Poor, Funky Four + One, Flipper, Shoche, Grandmaster Flash, The Martian, Harry Pussy, Eric Dolphy, The Monochrome Set, The Buckinghams, Agent Orange, Icehouse, Tubeway Army, Pantytec, The Star Department, Echospace, Janne Schatter, Q and Not U, Kerri Chandler, The Mighty Diamonds, The Blues Magoos, Smog, New York Dolls, Mandrill, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, The Sonics, Khruangbin, Cabaret Voltaire, Mission of Burma, Alice Coltrane, Country Teasers, Little Man, Erykah Badu, Easy Going, Gastr Del Sol, The Gun Club, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Das Ding, Fluxion, It's A Beautiful Day, Sun Ra, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Neil Young, Bad Manners, Bobbi Humphrey, Boredoms, Underground Resistance, Ten City, The Shadows of Knight, Freddie Wadling, Sparks, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.

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)