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 India and from Seoul.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manila and Bologna.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Guru Guru to the rap 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.

All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Lucky Dragons, Siglo XX, Darondo, The Move, Dead Boys, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Adolescents, Khruangbin, Neil Young, Bobby Womack, Excepter, E-Dancer, Boz Scaggs, Sandy B, Letta Mbulu, James Chance & The Contortions, Joe Finger, Mary Jane Girls, Boredoms, Vladislav Delay, Scrapy, The Chocolate Watch Band, Black Moon, The Martian, Brothers Johnson, Stereo Dub, Sister Nancy, The United States of America, The Busters, Eve St. Jones, Alison Limerick, Bluetip, The Slackers, Ultimate Spinach, Crash Course in Science, Sugar Minott, Warren Ellis, DJ Sneak, Lou Reed & John Cale, Babytalk, The Standells, The Dave Clark Five, Tropical Tobacco, Erasure, John Coltrane, Dennis Brown, Subhumans, Skaos, the Sonics, Monolake, Sly & The Family Stone, Ossler, Mark Hollis, Thompson Twins, Johnny Osbourne, Wolf Eyes, A Flock of Seagulls, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Electric Light Orchestra, Bobby Hutcherson, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Unrelated Segments, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.

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)