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 El Salvador and from Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bremen and Jakarta.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Leaves to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.

All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Roxy Music, June of 44, Bauhaus, Matthew Bourne, Soul II Soul, Visage, The Men They Couldn't Hang, OOIOO, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, cv313, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, The Zeros, Slave, Fear, Nirvana, Lakeside, Pet Shop Boys, The Standells, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ossler, Arcadia, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Charles Mingus, Tom Boy, Harry Pussy, Ornette Coleman, Avey Tare, Jeff Lynne, Alphaville, Suburban Knight, Crash Course in Science, Grey Daturas, Brothers Johnson, Cheater Slicks, The Gap Band, Drexciya, LL Cool J, Donny Hathaway, Qualms, Outsiders, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Scott Walker, Minny Pops, 10cc, Kings Of Tomorrow, Sex Pistols, Johnny Clarke, Spandau Ballet, Supertramp, The Cosmic Jokers, Model 500, B.T. Express, Stetsasonic, Popol Vuh, Aural Exciters, The Black Dice, Massinfluence, Jimmy McGriff, Bobby Hutcherson, John Lydon, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Toni Rubio, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.

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)