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 Afghanistan and from Seoul.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Spokane and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Aswad to the grunge 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.

All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Young Marble Giants, Sparks, Bobby Womack, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nik Kershaw, Black Moon, The Monochrome Set, Khruangbin, The Zeros, Suicide, Subhumans, Ituana, Hardrive, The New Christs, Aaron Thompson, Depeche Mode, Jerry Gold Smith, Joyce Sims, Sexual Harrassment, Amazonics, Neu!, Echospace, Mars, Judy Mowatt, Gong, Marcia Griffiths, the Germs, Bobby Sherman, Outsiders, Bizarre Inc., Technova, Soul Sonic Force, Angry Samoans, Heaven 17, Altered Images, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Excepter, Skriet, Man Eating Sloth, The Mummies, Ultravox, EPMD, Stiv Bators, June Days, The Star Department, Spandau Ballet, Oneida, Mission of Burma, Derrick May, Jimmy McGriff, The Misunderstood, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), cv313, Dennis Brown, Hashim, Groovy Waters, Sonic Youth, Henry Cow, Cluster, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Ponytail, Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.

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)