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 Marshall Islands and from Bremen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Hoover. All the underground hits.

All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Metal Thangz, Magazine, Bluetip, Aswad, Frankie Knuckles, Eyeless In Gaza, Technova, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Wire, Sexual Harrassment, Sparks, Parry Music, Whodini, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Monks, Donny Hathaway, The Pretty Things, Inner City, Yellowson, Delon & Dalcan, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Sad Lovers and Giants, Kerrie Biddell, Negative Approach, It's A Beautiful Day, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Pierre Henry, Interpol, Sound Behaviour, Colin Newman, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Barclay James Harvest, Jeff Lynne, Royal Trux, Nirvana, Joey Negro, Kerri Chandler, Flipper, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Eric Copeland, Sight & Sound, Jeff Mills, Can, Loose Ends, Qualms, Rufus Thomas, Minnie Riperton, Deakin, Johnny Clarke, Lyres, James White and The Blacks, Connie Case, Suicide, Buzzcocks, X-102, Shuggie Otis, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Pharoah Sanders, Public Enemy, the Sonics, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.

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)