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 Korea South and from Spokane.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Taipei 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Mars to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.

All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Ponytail, The Associates, The J.B.'s, Nik Kershaw, Scan 7, Ornette Coleman, Rhythm & Sound, Andrew Hill, Basic Channel, Archie Shepp, Electric Light Orchestra, the Sonics, ABBA, Gil Scott Heron, Black Pus, Livin' Joy, the Bar-Kays, Yusef Lateef, Infiniti, the Swans, Kerrie Biddell, Mr. Review, Cameo, Maurizio, Marvin Gaye, The Sound, Unwound, Glenn Branca, The Evens, Gang Green, Panda Bear, Fat Boys, R.M.O., Scratch Acid, Buzzcocks, The Techniques, Soulsonic Force, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Man Eating Sloth, Bobby Byrd, Piero Umiliani, Easy Going, The Doobie Brothers, Cabaret Voltaire, Funky Four + One, Lindisfarne, F. McDonald, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Q65, Stiv Bators, The Leaves, John Coltrane, The Red Krayola, Avey Tare, Neil Young, Oblivians, Bronski Beat, Desert Stars, Accadde A, the Normal, Eurythmics, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.

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)