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 Libya and from Mumbai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Moss Icon to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.

All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Godley & Creme, Los Fastidios, EPMD, Kool Moe Dee, Fatback Band, Minor Threat, Suburban Knight, The Monks, Symarip, Sun Ra, Cal Tjader, Dorothy Ashby, Al Stewart, Fela Kuti, DJ Sneak, UT, The Cramps, Glambeats Corp., Spandau Ballet, Clear Light, Silicon Teens, Absolute Body Control, Jerry's Kids, Cameo, La Düsseldorf, The Blues Magoos, Q65, Maurizio, Thompson Twins, Gang Green, Youth Brigade, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Jandek, Sunsets and Hearts, Sly & The Family Stone, Sam Rivers, Con Funk Shun, Mark Hollis, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Matthew Bourne, Maleditus Sound, Ajijia Myrayebe, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Nirvana, Janne Schatter, Ludus, Fat Boys, Popol Vuh, Oppenheimer Analysis, Saccharine Trust, Throbbing Gristle, Grey Daturas, Girls At Our Best!, Peter and Kerry, Amazonics, Swans, Rod Modell, Lou Reed & John Cale, Niagra, the Sonics, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.

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)