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 Korea South and from Stockholm.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Madrid and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Josef K to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Birthday Party. All the underground hits.

All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.

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

But have you seen my records?

Easy Going, Eric B and Rakim, The Leaves, Brand Nubian, The J.B.'s, Darondo, F. McDonald, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Dorothy Ashby, Moss Icon, Marc Almond, The Skatalites, cv313, Brothers Johnson, X-101, Audionom, Tim Buckley, Echo & the Bunnymen, the Bar-Kays, Tom Boy, Quando Quango, Eyeless In Gaza, Circle Jerks, The Misunderstood, Camberwell Now, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Warren Ellis, Trumans Water, Throbbing Gristle, Archie Shepp, Sarah Menescal, Drexciya, The Golliwogs, Joey Negro, Scott Walker, B.T. Express, Robert Görl, Blossom Toes, Dual Sessions, Bronski Beat, Kevin Saunderson, Pantaleimon, The Wake, The Associates, Lalann, Make Up, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Spandau Ballet, Graham Central Station, Agent Orange, Kenny Larkin, Isaac Hayes, Franke, Ash Ra Tempel, Slick Rick, Jawbox, Rekid, The Flesh Eaters, The Star Department, X-102, The Gap Band, PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.

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)