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 Dominica and from Toronto.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Accra and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 Ultravox to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Evens. All the underground hits.

All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.

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

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Lalo Schifrin, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Television Personalities, Deadbeat, The Neon Judgement, Rotary Connection, Iggy Pop, Minnie Riperton, Dave Gahan, The Busters, Surgeon, Crispian St. Peters, Kevin Saunderson, Albert Ayler, Charles Mingus, Nik Kershaw, Gong, Shoche, T.S.O.L., The Standells, Sugar Minott, Masters at Work, Marshall Jefferson, Moss Icon, Duran Duran, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Quadrant, Chris & Cosey, Warsaw, Throbbing Gristle, Wasted Youth, The Pop Group, 48th St. Collective, Robert Görl, Avey Tare, Sun City Girls, Slave, Girls At Our Best!, Patti Smith, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Mary Jane Girls, Yazoo, Animal Collective, The Shadows of Knight, Clear Light, Altered Images, Symarip, Scott Walker, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Echospace, Malaria!, Eurythmics, Althea and Donna, The Fortunes, Hot Snakes, A Certain Ratio, Motorama, David Axelrod, Ponytail, Sarah Menescal, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.

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)