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 Nepal and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 sitar 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 Interpol to the jazz 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 Wire. All the underground hits.

All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Delon & Dalcan, Niagra, Gang Starr, Echo & the Bunnymen, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Lungfish, The Young Rascals, Derrick Morgan, Severed Heads, Eric Dolphy, Idris Muhammad, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Sad Lovers and Giants, Ituana, Stetsasonic, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, The Offenders, Mission of Burma, the Association, Cluster, Graham Central Station, DeepChord presents Echospace, Donny Hathaway, Arab on Radar, The Blues Magoos, the Germs, Quando Quango, Mandrill, Cheater Slicks, Ultravox, The Blackbyrds, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Heaven 17, The Happenings, Roxy Music, Yaz, The Vogues, Lalo Schifrin, Talk Talk, Iggy Pop, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Mantronix, The Standells, Pussy Galore, Roxette, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Camberwell Now, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Monolake, Qualms, Boz Scaggs, Youth Brigade, The Durutti Column, Tubeway Army, Radiohead, JFA, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.

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)