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 Egypt and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.

All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Barbara Tucker, Average White Band, a-ha, Urselle, Brass Construction, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Charles Mingus, Black Flag, Patti Smith, Essential Logic, K-Klass, Joe Smooth, Skarface, Arcadia, John Cale, Jandek, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Laurel Aitken, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, The Smiths, Soulsonic Force, The Buckinghams, John Foxx, D'Angelo, Section 25, The Fortunes, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Quadrant, 8 Eyed Spy, The Busters, New York Dolls, Gastr Del Sol, Pantytec, Von Mondo, Bauhaus, the Normal, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, The Flesh Eaters, James Chance & The Contortions, The Gun Club, Larry & the Blue Notes, The Mojo Men, KRS-One, The Litter, Dave Gahan, Gregory Isaacs, Whodini, Soul Sonic Force, Tomorrow, Bobby Byrd, Cluster, Glambeats Corp., Scratch Acid, Blancmange, Young Marble Giants, Ultravox, Pantaleimon, Jesper Dahlback, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Intrusion, Main Source, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.

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)