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 Serbia and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Calgary and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 This Heat to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Slits. All the underground hits.

All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Avey Tare, Mark Hollis, Piero Umiliani, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, L. Decosne, Arthur Verocai, Gang Starr, The Shadows of Knight, Bizarre Inc., The Mummies, Scan 7, T.S.O.L., The Selecter, UT, Anthony Braxton, Thompson Twins, Man Eating Sloth, Q and Not U, World's Most, Idris Muhammad, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Easy Going, Unwound, Animal Collective, Sight & Sound, Sunsets and Hearts, Siglo XX, Porter Ricks, Jerry Gold Smith, Sister Nancy, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Talk Talk, Colin Newman, H. Thieme, Scratch Acid, Kool Moe Dee, Sällskapet, Sound Behaviour, Lou Reed & Metallica, The Litter, Eve St. Jones, Shuggie Otis, Isaac Hayes, Joy Division, Pere Ubu, Sad Lovers and Giants, These Immortal Souls, Byron Stingily, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Robert Hood, Blancmange, FM Einheit, Gichy Dan, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, The Five Americans, This Heat, June of 44, The Neon Judgement, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Todd Rundgren, Althea and Donna, Amon Düül II, Underground Resistance, the Human League, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.

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)