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 Finland and from London.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Winnipeg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Warsaw to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.

All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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?

Bush Tetras, The Happenings, Babytalk, Tom Boy, Basic Channel, Swans, The J.B.'s, Godley & Creme, Tropical Tobacco, Cluster, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Bob Dylan, Josef K, Eurythmics, kango's stein massive, Ronnie Foster, Colin Newman, The American Breed, The Motions, Simply Red, The Birthday Party, Todd Terry, Model 500, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Supertramp, The Monochrome Set, Delta 5, Gang of Four, Sun Ra, Lou Reed & John Cale, One Last Wish, The Five Americans, The Index, The Flesh Eaters, Marcia Griffiths, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Cal Tjader, Frankie Knuckles, The Raincoats, Chris & Cosey, Crime, Hoover, a-ha, Alton Ellis, E-Dancer, The Evens, Cheater Slicks, John Coltrane, The Kinks, Gastr Del Sol, Agitation Free, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Von Mondo, Darondo, Sam Rivers, The Dirtbombs, John Lydon, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Bill Wells, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.

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)