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 Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Hong Kong and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 OOIOO to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.

All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Stereo Dub, Stetsasonic, Fatback Band, Altered Images, Ituana, Interpol, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Barracudas, Nick Fraelich, Echo & the Bunnymen, Matthew Bourne, Arab on Radar, Spoonie Gee, Popol Vuh, Heavy D & The Boyz, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, H. Thieme, Sandy B, Minutemen, This Heat, Quadrant, The Fortunes, Brothers Johnson, Alison Limerick, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Lalo Schifrin, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Joyce Sims, Scion, Radiopuhelimet, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Babytalk, Pierre Henry, Yazoo, Silicon Teens, Nico, Ultramagnetic MC's, cv313, Amon Düül, The Standells, Neil Young, Gil Scott Heron, Joy Division, Echospace, The Fugs, Sunsets and Hearts, China Crisis, Camberwell Now, The Move, Mission of Burma, Scrapy, Barbara Tucker, Lucky Dragons, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Bush Tetras, Jandek, MC5, June of 44, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Eli Mardock, Duran Duran, ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.

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)