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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Houston and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin 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 David McCallum to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.

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

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Swell Maps, Rakim, Fad Gadget, Ludus, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Barclay James Harvest, Yellowson, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Ultra Naté, Sonic Youth, R.M.O., Supertramp, Joyce Sims, Fat Boys, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Vaughan Mason & Crew, FM Einheit, The Divine Comedy, Black Moon, Suburban Knight, Skarface, It's A Beautiful Day, Minny Pops, Curtis Mayfield, Schoolly D, Average White Band, Matthew Bourne, Saccharine Trust, Rosa Yemen, Black Bananas, Camouflage, Duran Duran, Absolute Body Control, Altered Images, Grandmaster Flash, Popol Vuh, Whodini, Sunsets and Hearts, Arab on Radar, The Associates, Rotary Connection, Intrusion, Erasure, The Misunderstood, Tres Demented, Pierre Henry, Hashim, Wire, Kevin Saunderson, Junior Murvin, the Human League, Mission of Burma, X-101, Bobby Womack, Jawbox, Crash Course in Science, Joe Finger, Crime, Reuben Wilson, Circle Jerks, Eyeless In Gaza, Deakin, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.

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)