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 Togo and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Lille.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the snare 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 Franke to the techno 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.

All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Cabaret Voltaire, ABBA, Ash Ra Tempel, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Los Fastidios, Terrestrial Tones, T. Rex, The Offenders, Excepter, Thompson Twins, Marine Girls, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Interpol, Sight & Sound, PIL, DJ Style, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), The Raincoats, Traffic Nightmare, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Robert Wyatt, Amazonics, Bill Near, OOIOO, Ralphi Rosario, John Holt, Wally Richardson, Harmonia, Chris Corsano, Pet Shop Boys, Tom Boy, New Age Steppers, Ronan, Lonnie Liston Smith, the Bar-Kays, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, The Alarm Clocks, Fluxion, Second Layer, Drive Like Jehu, Patti Smith, Monolake, Oppenheimer Analysis, The Last Poets, The Walker Brothers, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Sonic Youth, Selector Dub Narcotic, Livin' Joy, Sun Ra, Dennis Brown, Larry & the Blue Notes, Loose Ends, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Dual Sessions, Audionom, The Grass Roots, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.

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)