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 Switzerland and from Glasgow.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mexico City and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Roxy Music to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.

All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Oblivians, Joe Finger, Lyres, Agitation Free, Siouxsie and the Banshees, The Moleskins, Ituana, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, DJ Sneak, Be Bop Deluxe, Mantronix, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Accadde A, Todd Terry, Gong, Maurizio, Arab on Radar, Lou Reed & Metallica, Con Funk Shun, Saccharine Trust, Magazine, The Pop Group, Josef K, Swell Maps, Grauzone, Jeru the Damaja, Stiv Bators, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, KRS-One, Lalo Schifrin, Sarah Menescal, Marmalade, Albert Ayler, X-101, Malaria!, Lou Reed & John Cale, Reagan Youth, Junior Murvin, Lalann, Sight & Sound, Steve Hackett, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, The Walker Brothers, Parry Music, Moby Grape, Can, Anthony Braxton, Sällskapet, La Düsseldorf, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, T.S.O.L., Ultimate Spinach, Intrusion, Procol Harum, Stockholm Monsters, Stetsasonic, The Fall, Electric Light Orchestra, The J.B.'s, Cymande, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.

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)