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 the UAE and from Salvador.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Dawn Penn to the electroclash 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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.

All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks 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?

Agitation Free, Crooked Eye, Joyce Sims, Gang Green, Pulsallama, Glambeats Corp., The Neon Judgement, Boogie Down Productions, Bad Manners, Average White Band, The Angels of Light, The Gladiators, Black Sheep, Juan Atkins, Essential Logic, Can, Hashim, One Last Wish, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Cluster, Schoolly D, Peter & Gordon, The Shadows of Knight, Bizarre Inc., Henry Cow, Lou Reed & Metallica, Country Teasers, Underground Resistance, The Blues Magoos, Jacques Brel, UT, The Black Dice, Monolake, Connie Case, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Thompson Twins, Slave, kango's stein massive, Barrington Levy, The Divine Comedy, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Bill Near, The Smiths, The Sisters of Mercy, Hardrive, The Red Krayola, Banda Bassotti, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Sly & The Family Stone, 8 Eyed Spy, the Bar-Kays, Skriet, The Remains, Oblivians, Y Pants, Rotary Connection, The Kinks, Pantaleimon, Darondo, Crime, The Tremeloes, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.

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)