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 Bangladesh and from Mexico City.
But I was there.

I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Beijing and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Radiopuhelimet to the electroclash 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 Model 500. All the underground hits.

All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Average White Band, Susan Cadogan, Kevin Saunderson, Ajijia Myrayebe, The Detroit Cobras, Bill Wells, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Iggy Pop, China Crisis, Lalann, Neu!, Morten Harket, Babytalk, Stiv Bators, Rufus Thomas, Infiniti, Scott Walker, Smog, Throbbing Gristle, Clear Light, DeepChord presents Echospace, Duran Duran, Intrusion, the Slits, The Five Americans, Jeru the Damaja, Tubeway Army, Charles Mingus, Model 500, Pere Ubu, Be Bop Deluxe, David McCallum, Nico, Freddie Wadling, OOIOO, Sandy B, Bobby Byrd, Albert Ayler, Suburban Knight, Funky Four + One, Eddi Front, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Erasure, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Barry Ungar, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Inner City, Soul Sonic Force, Von Mondo, Bobbi Humphrey, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, The Modern Lovers, Lower 48, Josef K, The Cramps, The Techniques, Dorothy Ashby, The Smiths, Rod Modell, Mary Jane Girls, The Velvet Underground, Underground Resistance, 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)