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 Spain and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 snare 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 X-102 to the grime 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.

All F. McDonald tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 '80s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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 Mighty Diamonds, Cluster, Ronnie Foster, CMW, Ultravox, Ultimate Spinach, Ossler, Michelle Simonal, Flash Fearless, Camberwell Now, The Red Krayola, Eli Mardock, Larry & the Blue Notes, Toni Rubio, Metal Thangz, Terrestrial Tones, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Liliput, Dave Gahan, Lucky Dragons, Scratch Acid, Simply Red, Lakeside, Motorama, Juan Atkins, Masters at Work, James Chance & The Contortions, Robert Wyatt, Graham Central Station, Lyres, Radiopuhelimet, The Knickerbockers, Gerry Rafferty, Gichy Dan, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, London Community Gospel Choir, Nation of Ulysses, Accadde A, Sun Ra, Absolute Body Control, Electric Prunes, New Age Steppers, Black Flag, Gil Scott Heron, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Derrick Morgan, Cybotron, The Victims, Deepchord, This Heat, Sound Behaviour, Monks, Bobbi Humphrey, Sugar Minott, T. Rex, Bobby Byrd, Henry Cow, the Fania All-Stars, 10cc, New York Dolls, Pharoah Sanders, Japan, Tears for Fears, Fear, Fear, Fear, Fear.

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)