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 Tanzania and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Toronto and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Joe Finger to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.

All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Susan Cadogan, Massinfluence, the Association, The Dave Clark Five, Kerri Chandler, The Blackbyrds, Andrew Hill, Pantytec, Isaac Hayes, Second Layer, Bizarre Inc., Soft Machine, Ten City, Alphaville, The Kinks, Neil Young, Agent Orange, Stockholm Monsters, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Brand Nubian, Cheater Slicks, Danielle Patucci, Don Cherry, Altered Images, The American Breed, Simply Red, Joensuu 1685, Pussy Galore, Delon & Dalcan, The Wake, Jacob Miller, Bronski Beat, The Gap Band, Frankie Knuckles, The Martian, Interpol, Anakelly, In Retrospect, T.S.O.L., Jeff Mills, 10cc, The Dead C, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, One Last Wish, Byron Stingily, Joy Division, Heavy D & The Boyz, Public Image Ltd., Scientists, Hardrive, Laurel Aitken, The Skatalites, Eyeless In Gaza, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Eddi Front, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, The Move, The Selecter, Vainqueur, Masters at Work, Malaria!, The Gladiators, X-102, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.

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)