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 Laos and from Milan.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 Seoul and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Aloha Tigers to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.

All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jawbox record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Wire, Rufus Thomas, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Howard Jones, Ornette Coleman, Oneida, Godley & Creme, Guru Guru, B.T. Express, Sound Behaviour, Crooked Eye, Outsiders, Brothers Johnson, Negative Approach, H. Thieme, Radio Birdman, Black Bananas, Louis and Bebe Barron, Donny Hathaway, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, The Moody Blues, Zero Boys, Pantytec, the Germs, Steve Hackett, David McCallum, the Human League, PIL, Angry Samoans, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Tommy Roe, Moby Grape, Rapeman, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, The Shadows of Knight, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Velvet Underground, Blossom Toes, Yaz, Jandek, Von Mondo, The Monks, Sex Pistols, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, The Smoke, the Slits, Glenn Branca, X-102, The Dead C, UT, Inner City, Beasts of Bourbon, KRS-One, Kings Of Tomorrow, Mo-Dettes, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Cecil Taylor, Cymande, Sarah Menescal, Boz Scaggs, Cameo, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.

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)