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 Finland and from New York.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Urselle to the crunk 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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.

All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.

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

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Gichy Dan, Henry Cow, Lungfish, Drexciya, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, T. Rex, Hot Snakes, Icehouse, Lou Reed & John Cale, The Durutti Column, Tommy Roe, Skriet, Lou Christie, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, cv313, Bill Near, Ten City, the Slits, Skaos, Talk Talk, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Andrew Hill, Shoche, 48th St. Collective, The Mummies, Sixth Finger, Gang Green, Marc Almond, Graham Central Station, 8 Eyed Spy, Can, Roxy Music, Sällskapet, Fela Kuti, The Motions, Erykah Badu, Public Image Ltd., The Shadows of Knight, Harry Pussy, Joey Negro, Kings Of Tomorrow, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Barclay James Harvest, DJ Sneak, The Offenders, Eli Mardock, The Wake, Bobby Womack, Altered Images, The Sound, DeepChord presents Echospace, Echospace, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Dawn Penn, The Velvet Underground, Delta 5, Eve St. Jones, The Slits, Eddi Front, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.

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)