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 Nigeria and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Spokane and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Audionom to the punk 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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.

All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Kerrie Biddell, Cabaret Voltaire, Nick Fraelich, A Certain Ratio, Connie Case, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Radiopuhelimet, Can, Girls At Our Best!, Bill Near, Prince Buster, Rufus Thomas, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Roy Ayers, Altered Images, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Cecil Taylor, Godley & Creme, The Toasters, Idris Muhammad, Judy Mowatt, Throbbing Gristle, The United States of America, Ludus, Jimmy McGriff, Simply Red, Country Joe & The Fish, Eli Mardock, Circle Jerks, Television Personalities, Brothers Johnson, The Velvet Underground, T.S.O.L., Bobby Byrd, It's A Beautiful Day, the Fania All-Stars, Echospace, The Busters, Johnny Osbourne, Rites of Spring, Average White Band, Scientists, The Stooges, DeepChord presents Echospace, Con Funk Shun, The Residents, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Moby Grape, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Mo-Dettes, Schoolly D, Smog, Delon & Dalcan, Jerry's Kids, Dave Gahan, Symarip, Marc Almond, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.

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)