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 Austria and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lille and Mumbai.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Livin' Joy to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Slits. All the underground hits.

All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye 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 güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

cv313, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Thompson Twins, Sparks, Shuggie Otis, Frankie Knuckles, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Deadbeat, Bluetip, Ultimate Spinach, Rhythm & Sound, This Heat, A Flock of Seagulls, Robert Hood, Lalann, Eve St. Jones, Ken Boothe, Black Flag, the Normal, Scan 7, Gregory Isaacs, The Fuzztones, Matthew Bourne, Ultramagnetic MC's, Peter & Gordon, Duran Duran, Ronnie Foster, Oneida, Juan Atkins, Heaven 17, Ralphi Rosario, X-Ray Spex, Supertramp, Aswad, Flamin' Groovies, Heavy D & The Boyz, Kerrie Biddell, Quando Quango, Khruangbin, Von Mondo, Jesper Dahlbäck, Rekid, The Flesh Eaters, Unrelated Segments, The Misunderstood, Oblivians, Main Source, Masters at Work, Goldenarms, Radiopuhelimet, The Smiths, E-Dancer, Crispian St. Peters, Fat Boys, Banda Bassotti, Swell Maps, Rotary Connection, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Qualms, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.

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)