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 Taiwan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Copenhagen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 harpsichord 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 Babytalk to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.

All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Soulsonic Force, Niagra, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), The Associates, Sun Ra, Todd Terry, Tres Demented, Kerrie Biddell, Charles Mingus, Erykah Badu, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Lou Reed & Metallica, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Crime, Bobbi Humphrey, Sandy B, June Days, Zero Boys, Interpol, The Mojo Men, Lungfish, The Red Krayola, Minor Threat, Ponytail, Janne Schatter, Peter and Kerry, Graham Central Station, Spandau Ballet, Tropical Tobacco, Grandmaster Flash, Fugazi, Smog, The Residents, Kurtis Blow, Amazonics, Joe Smooth, Negative Approach, Chrome, The Blues Magoos, Symarip, The Dave Clark Five, Cymande, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Yellowson, Q and Not U, Lebanon Hanover, Reuben Wilson, Jeff Mills, The American Breed, Anthony Braxton, Moby Grape, Marine Girls, Steve Hackett, Clear Light, The Sound, Marc Almond, Josef K, Yazoo, Amon Düül, Delon & Dalcan, Slick Rick, La Düsseldorf, Babytalk, Sun Ra Arkestra, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.

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)