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 Slovakia and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lagos.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Rod Modell to the disco 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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.

All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Susan Cadogan, Echo & the Bunnymen, Alice Coltrane, Charles Mingus, Stetsasonic, Jeff Lynne, Eddi Front, Don Cherry, Davy DMX, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Modern Lovers, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Mary Jane Girls, Nik Kershaw, Avey Tare, Warsaw, Model 500, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, The Fall, Unwound, Das Ding, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Dead Boys, Accadde A, Procol Harum, Shoche, Ultramagnetic MC's, Rhythm & Sound, Graham Central Station, Jesper Dahlback, Funkadelic, Hardrive, Panda Bear, the Bar-Kays, Pantytec, The Buckinghams, Todd Terry, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Alison Limerick, Matthew Bourne, Yusef Lateef, The Durutti Column, Lou Reed & Metallica, Scrapy, Black Flag, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Mo-Dettes, Rakim, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Wolf Eyes, Blancmange, John Foxx, Gregory Isaacs, Hasil Adkins, The Dave Clark Five, Erasure, Suburban Knight, Marmalade, Reuben Wilson, Kas Product, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.

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)