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 Accra.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ 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 Howard Jones to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.

All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gerry Rafferty, Sound Behaviour, Sparks, Peter and Kerry, Chris Corsano, Anthony Braxton, The Pretty Things, Chris & Cosey, Flipper, Leonard Cohen, Outsiders, The Cure, Visage, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Ponytail, The Divine Comedy, Gil Scott Heron, Jesper Dahlback, Nirvana, Marc Almond, Peter & Gordon, Theoretical Girls, The Gun Club, Lou Christie, Skarface, The Grass Roots, The Pop Group, R.M.O., Lebanon Hanover, Banda Bassotti, Nick Fraelich, Mark Hollis, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Rhythm & Sound, Joe Smooth, Grandmaster Flash, Josef K, The Fire Engines, The United States of America, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Delon & Dalcan, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Stockholm Monsters, The Dave Clark Five, Big Daddy Kane, Monolake, Basic Channel, a-ha, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Toni Rubio, The Birthday Party, Harry Pussy, Blossom Toes, Ohio Players, The Detroit Cobras, Wire, Black Bananas, Tres Demented, Ajijia Myrayebe, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.

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)