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 Argentina and from Mexico City.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Sao Paulo.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Monochrome Set to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.

All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians 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 spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.

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

But have you seen my records?

Accadde A, David Axelrod, Robert Wyatt, The Invisible, Gabor Szabo, Absolute Body Control, Nils Olav, DeepChord presents Echospace, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Outsiders, Barry Ungar, Goldenarms, Tres Demented, Lou Reed & John Cale, David Bowie, Zapp, Matthew Halsall, Y Pants, Warren Ellis, 10cc, Harmonia, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, the Sonics, Sound Behaviour, Eric Copeland, Theoretical Girls, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Al Stewart, Tommy Roe, Stockholm Monsters, The Detroit Cobras, Jesper Dahlbäck, Con Funk Shun, Quando Quango, Stetsasonic, Blossom Toes, Scratch Acid, Jeru the Damaja, The Grass Roots, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Jandek, the Germs, Boogie Down Productions, Malaria!, Country Teasers, The Beau Brummels, Darondo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Funkadelic, Skarface, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Bobby Byrd, Sonny Sharrock, Drexciya, Charles Mingus, Shuggie Otis, Sonic Youth, Godley & Creme, A Certain Ratio, The Royal Family And The Poor, Dead Boys, Pussy Galore, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.

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)