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 Estonia and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the snare 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 UT to the techno 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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.

All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.

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

But have you seen my records?

Amazonics, Arcadia, The Sound, Warren Ellis, Derrick Morgan, Niagra, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, The Fall, Harmonia, Intrusion, Stiv Bators, Peter and Kerry, The Star Department, Ken Boothe, Todd Rundgren, The Misunderstood, Icehouse, Fear, David Axelrod, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Youth Brigade, Black Sheep, The Cosmic Jokers, Max Romeo, Glenn Branca, Pole, Cluster, ABBA, Tropical Tobacco, Infiniti, Bobbi Humphrey, Dave Gahan, Gastr Del Sol, John Lydon, Yazoo, Bobby Womack, Alphaville, Ornette Coleman, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Lindisfarne, Gregory Isaacs, Hardrive, Todd Terry, The Busters, Unwound, Index, Aswad, Bobby Byrd, China Crisis, Suicide, Interpol, Electric Prunes, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, John Cale, Soul Sonic Force, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Delta 5, Ultra Naté, Wolf Eyes, Prince Buster, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.

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)