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 Morocco and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Portland and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fugazi to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.

All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Glenn Branca, Junior Murvin, Rosa Yemen, Little Man, Sly & The Family Stone, Harmonia, Grandmaster Flash, Steve Hackett, Rakim, Henry Cow, Freddie Wadling, Joey Negro, David Axelrod, The Mummies, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Liaisons Dangereuses, Larry & the Blue Notes, Stiv Bators, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Radiohead, Groovy Waters, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Ohio Players, Crime, Don Cherry, Scion, Supertramp, Magazine, The Pop Group, Bad Manners, Qualms, EPMD, Angry Samoans, Lakeside, Quando Quango, James Chance & The Contortions, 8 Eyed Spy, Minor Threat, Gichy Dan, Be Bop Deluxe, Sixth Finger, London Community Gospel Choir, Danielle Patucci, The Young Rascals, Minnie Riperton, The Last Poets, Dead Boys, Avey Tare, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Barclay James Harvest, The Count Five, The Martian, Main Source, Thompson Twins, Jeff Lynne, Royal Trux, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.

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)