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 Slovenia and from London.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lagos and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Searchers to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.

All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Idris Muhammad, E-Dancer, Donald Byrd, New Order, Scan 7, Moss Icon, Joy Division, Bluetip, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Massinfluence, Simply Red, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Al Stewart, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Ultra Naté, Babytalk, Radiopuhelimet, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Pylon, John Lydon, Animal Collective, Sugar Minott, Deepchord, Hardrive, Sexual Harrassment, The Mummies, Minny Pops, Morten Harket, Symarip, The Trojans, This Heat, Guru Guru, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Cluster, Eric Dolphy, The Names, Robert Hood, Mandrill, The Martian, Agent Orange, Los Fastidios, Todd Terry, Schoolly D, Tom Boy, Scientists, ABC, Larry & the Blue Notes, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Arthur Verocai, Stetsasonic, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ultimate Spinach, Swell Maps, Lungfish, Mo-Dettes, Make Up, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Sarah Menescal, Steve Hackett, The Grass Roots, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.

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)