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 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 Portland and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Bronski Beat to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.

All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '60s 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 Larry & the Blue Notes record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Subhumans, John Foxx, The Chocolate Watch Band, OOIOO, Larry & the Blue Notes, Toni Rubio, Albert Ayler, Qualms, Traffic Nightmare, Bizarre Inc., Connie Case, Lungfish, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Ajijia Myrayebe, Reagan Youth, Simply Red, Lucky Dragons, Second Layer, Technova, Sonic Youth, Pierre Henry, Eurythmics, Talk Talk, Crooked Eye, Jacob Miller, Joyce Sims, Vladislav Delay, The Leaves, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, The Royal Family And The Poor, Ultimate Spinach, Index, Slave, Glenn Branca, Graham Central Station, Metal Thangz, B.T. Express, Jacques Brel, Loose Ends, Scan 7, The Fortunes, Big Daddy Kane, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Stockholm Monsters, Lou Reed & Metallica, Man Parrish, The Gladiators, Masters at Work, Radiopuhelimet, Minor Threat, The Slits, Siouxsie and the Banshees, 10cc, Dual Sessions, Gang Starr, The Last Poets, The Mojo Men, The Mighty Diamonds, The Buckinghams, Zapp, Ultramagnetic MC's, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.

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)