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 Benin and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Little Man 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.

All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Modern Lovers, AZ, Unwound, Charles Mingus, Moss Icon, MDC, Subhumans, Hardrive, Organ, The Pop Group, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Terry Callier, Swans, Heavy D & The Boyz, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Warren Ellis, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Kayak, Newcleus, Larry & the Blue Notes, Girls At Our Best!, Rod Modell, Deadbeat, Bad Manners, The Saints, Tropical Tobacco, Can, Amazonics, The Gun Club, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Bobbi Humphrey, Iggy Pop, Ultravox, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Isaac Hayes, Ice-T, Bluetip, Livin' Joy, Country Teasers, Glambeats Corp., Massinfluence, Sparks, China Crisis, Stereo Dub, Icehouse, Bootsy Collins, The Gap Band, Rites of Spring, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Swell Maps, The Smiths, Yusef Lateef, Barclay James Harvest, Cybotron, Surgeon, Public Image Ltd., The Five Americans, The Beau Brummels, Ossler, Deepchord, Q and Not U, Lonnie Liston Smith, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.

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)