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 Kenya and from Columbus.
But I was there.

I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 guitar 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 This Heat 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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.

All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Cure, Smog, Soulsonic Force, Ituana, Country Joe & The Fish, Carl Craig, Warren Ellis, Metal Thangz, The Young Rascals, Bluetip, Louis and Bebe Barron, Nico, Camberwell Now, Goldenarms, Fad Gadget, Saccharine Trust, Davy DMX, Underground Resistance, Pere Ubu, Index, Erykah Badu, The Zeros, Rapeman, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Stetsasonic, X-Ray Spex, Fort Wilson Riot, The Kinks, MDC, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Connie Case, The Chocolate Watch Band, Pulsallama, Eric Dolphy, Laurel Aitken, The Fire Engines, James Chance & The Contortions, Outsiders, Deepchord, B.T. Express, Gang of Four, Warsaw, The Stooges, Los Fastidios, The Sonics, Lightning Bolt, Crooked Eye, Bob Dylan, Eli Mardock, This Heat, the Sonics, Boredoms, The J.B.'s, Liliput, One Last Wish, Joey Negro, Terrestrial Tones, DJ Sneak, Scan 7, Minor Threat, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.

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)