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 Luxembourg and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bologna and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Althea and Donna to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.

All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.

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

But have you seen my records?

the Normal, Television Personalities, X-101, Dawn Penn, Fugazi, Laurel Aitken, The Techniques, Ituana, Mantronix, Interpol, Dead Boys, ABC, Bang On A Can, AZ, Skarface, The Five Americans, Goldenarms, China Crisis, The Knickerbockers, The Shadows of Knight, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Panda Bear, Loose Ends, The American Breed, Sixth Finger, Mandrill, Jacob Miller, It's A Beautiful Day, Deadbeat, Technova, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Little Man, Jacques Brel, Main Source, E-Dancer, Nick Fraelich, Excepter, Larry & the Blue Notes, Desert Stars, Lalo Schifrin, The Mummies, Boogie Down Productions, Moebius, John Cale, Rapeman, Moss Icon, The United States of America, The Real Kids, The Move, Flipper, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Siglo XX, DNA, The Electric Prunes, Yellowson, Lou Christie, Minny Pops, Girls At Our Best!, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Ornette Coleman, Ultramagnetic MC's, The Motions, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.

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)