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 Finland and from Beijing.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Blake Baxter to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.

All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.

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

But have you seen my records?

Bootsy's Rubber Band, Fad Gadget, Lonnie Liston Smith, Marvin Gaye, Freddie Wadling, Byron Stingily, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Todd Terry, Pantytec, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Banda Bassotti, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Soul Sonic Force, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Agent Orange, Darondo, The Names, Trumans Water, Ajijia Myrayebe, The United States of America, Monks, Arthur Verocai, Absolute Body Control, Al Stewart, The Dead C, The Pretty Things, Skarface, DeepChord presents Echospace, A Flock of Seagulls, Lakeside, B.T. Express, Agitation Free, DNA, Mad Mike, Rotary Connection, Drexciya, The Mighty Diamonds, Reagan Youth, The Shadows of Knight, Fugazi, Sexual Harrassment, Swell Maps, Patti Smith, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, LL Cool J, Oneida, Aural Exciters, Underground Resistance, Derrick Morgan, the Sonics, Godley & Creme, The Buckinghams, Matthew Bourne, John Foxx, Liliput, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Rhythim Is Rhythim, Whodini, Nico, E-Dancer, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.

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)