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 Solomon Islands and from Milan.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mexico City and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Michelle Simonal 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 Seeds. All the underground hits.

All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stockholm Monsters record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Walker Brothers, In Retrospect, Symarip, Marshall Jefferson, Ornette Coleman, Country Teasers, Warsaw, Motorama, Fear, The Raincoats, cv313, Nico, Toni Rubio, Siouxsie and the Banshees, U.S. Maple, The New Christs, Tom Boy, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Y Pants, Alton Ellis, Strawberry Alarm Clock, The Star Department, Be Bop Deluxe, Avey Tare, The Alarm Clocks, B.T. Express, Nils Olav, Aswad, Barbara Tucker, Gang Green, Excepter, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), the Sonics, Al Stewart, The Dead C, Roxy Music, Wally Richardson, Glambeats Corp., Massinfluence, Gregory Isaacs, Sound Behaviour, Bush Tetras, Fugazi, Main Source, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Scott Walker, Newcleus, Harry Pussy, Sam Rivers, Eurythmics, Brick, The Trojans, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Cymande, World's Most, Kas Product, Spandau Ballet, Marc Almond, Inner City, the Human League, Kerrie Biddell, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.

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)