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 United Kingdom and from Madrid.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lille and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 The Blues Magoos to the rock 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.

All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sex Pistols 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

cv313, Average White Band, Gabor Szabo, Marine Girls, JFA, Beasts of Bourbon, The Fortunes, The Electric Prunes, The Moleskins, Scott Walker, Bang on a Can All-Stars, The Pretty Things, Jesper Dahlbäck, Slave, Ponytail, Brick, Smog, Marc Almond, Ajijia Myrayebe, New York Dolls, Fad Gadget, Half Japanese, OOIOO, Yellowson, Japan, Larry & the Blue Notes, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, The Dead C, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Jacob Miller, Gregory Isaacs, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, X-Ray Spex, Electric Light Orchestra, U.S. Maple, Gichy Dan, Royal Trux, Slick Rick, Surgeon, 48th St. Collective, Neil Young, Sandy B, LL Cool J, Tommy Roe, Trumans Water, Young Marble Giants, Jerry Gold Smith, Marmalade, Oneida, Eli Mardock, Thompson Twins, Bobbi Humphrey, Sun City Girls, DeepChord presents Echospace, Camouflage, Black Pus, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, The Saints, Darondo, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.

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)