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 Colombia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Absolute Body Control to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx. All the underground hits.

All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Laurel Aitken, DeepChord presents Echospace, The Slackers, David Axelrod, Jerry Gold Smith, Rosa Yemen, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Popol Vuh, Arcadia, Sixth Finger, Howard Jones, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Public Enemy, Freddie Wadling, Aural Exciters, Y Pants, Moss Icon, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, X-Ray Spex, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, U.S. Maple, Young Marble Giants, The Pop Group, Gian Franco Pienzio, Byron Stingily, Half Japanese, Siglo XX, Mad Mike, DNA, Barry Ungar, Swell Maps, Carl Craig, Connie Case, Dennis Brown, Soul Sonic Force, Tomorrow, Vainqueur, Robert Wyatt, Absolute Body Control, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Vaughan Mason & Crew, The New Christs, Pole, Aloha Tigers, Scrapy, Sällskapet, Peter & Gordon, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, The Beau Brummels, Brass Construction, Index, Mandrill, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, L. Decosne, Stiv Bators, 48th St. Collective, Magma, Robert Görl, Skriet, the Fania All-Stars, Barbara Tucker, EPMD, Scan 7, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.

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)