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 Nicaragua and from Mexico City.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare 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 Chrome to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.

All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

D'Angelo, Arcadia, cv313, Stereo Dub, Metal Thangz, Fat Boys, John Lydon, Visage, Yellowson, Steve Hackett, John Foxx, Nik Kershaw, Ludus, the Sonics, EPMD, Drexciya, Jerry's Kids, Junior Murvin, The United States of America, Kaleidoscope, Y Pants, Thompson Twins, Banda Bassotti, Fugazi, Eli Mardock, Robert Hood, Niagra, Black Sheep, DJ Sneak, Gong, Bobby Hutcherson, The Stooges, The Doobie Brothers, JFA, Chris Corsano, K-Klass, Mark Hollis, Eric B and Rakim, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Zapp, Trumans Water, the Bar-Kays, The Doors, Qualms, Stetsasonic, Eurythmics, The Gap Band, Freddie Wadling, Lakeside, Peter & Gordon, Scientists, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, John Cale, Hoover, Wasted Youth, Ten City, Ultramagnetic MC's, Roxy Music, The Cure, The Gladiators, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.

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)