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 Indonesia and from Delhi.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Shanghai and Tehran.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Altered Images to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.

All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Pantaleimon, Ohio Players, Peter and Kerry, Eden Ahbez, Cal Tjader, Cluster, The Cowsills, June Days, Nik Kershaw, Cymande, Magazine, Hardrive, Sällskapet, The Modern Lovers, June of 44, Henry Cow, Neil Young, Black Bananas, Yusef Lateef, Liaisons Dangereuses, Patti Smith, The Blackbyrds, the Sonics, The Fuzztones, Excepter, Adolescents, Ash Ra Tempel, Quantec, Lalann, Deepchord, Hot Snakes, Dual Sessions, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Soul Sonic Force, Porter Ricks, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, The Golliwogs, DNA, Organ, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, OOIOO, U.S. Maple, Anthony Braxton, The Tremeloes, Panda Bear, DJ Style, Dead Boys, Main Source, London Community Gospel Choir, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, The Gladiators, The Gap Band, Sound Behaviour, Robert Görl, The Alarm Clocks, Ultramagnetic MC's, Glambeats Corp., H. Thieme, Strawberry Alarm Clock, The Saints, Steve Hackett, Gabor Szabo, Wire, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.

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)