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 Syria and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Siglo XX to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.

All Manfred Mann's Earth Band 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 jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Warren Ellis, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Rod Modell, Gerry Rafferty, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, The Doobie Brothers, Blake Baxter, Supertramp, Patti Smith, Brand Nubian, Eli Mardock, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Wire, Bronski Beat, Barrington Levy, The Moody Blues, Juan Atkins, Gang Gang Dance, Robert Görl, Slick Rick, Crash Course in Science, Oppenheimer Analysis, Rosa Yemen, Joyce Sims, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, The Dirtbombs, Marshall Jefferson, Quando Quango, Icehouse, Reagan Youth, Todd Rundgren, Delta 5, Tim Buckley, The Royal Family And The Poor, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Arthur Verocai, Arcadia, Pierre Henry, Vladislav Delay, Bob Dylan, the Sonics, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Susan Cadogan, Ponytail, Gian Franco Pienzio, Marc Almond, the Slits, Crooked Eye, Moss Icon, Robert Wyatt, The Chocolate Watch Band, Ten City, Eden Ahbez, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Deadbeat, The Fugs, Boogie Down Productions, Darondo, Lyres, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Kurtis Blow, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.

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)