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 Palau and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Man Parrish to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.

All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

Iggy Pop, Jacob Miller, Black Bananas, Q and Not U, Sexual Harrassment, Pierre Henry, Archie Shepp, Crash Course in Science, Motorama, Infiniti, Ultravox, Dorothy Ashby, The Moody Blues, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Delon & Dalcan, Slick Rick, Agitation Free, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, The J.B.'s, Anakelly, A Certain Ratio, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Anthony Braxton, Eurythmics, D'Angelo, Desert Stars, Mary Jane Girls, Gabor Szabo, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Hoover, R.M.O., Pet Shop Boys, Grey Daturas, Bobby Byrd, Toni Rubio, John Lydon, The Trojans, Ice-T, Japan, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Pantaleimon, Magazine, Technova, The Cowsills, Stereo Dub, Royal Trux, The Associates, Moss Icon, Eddi Front, Janne Schatter, The Electric Prunes, Sällskapet, Chrome, Underground Resistance, The Sound, Deadbeat, Hardrive, The Stooges, Ronan, Tropical Tobacco, DeepChord presents Echospace, Lou Christie, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.

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)