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 Guinea-Bissau and from Salvador.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Portland and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grime 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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.

All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth 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 '70s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.

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

But have you seen my records?

Pere Ubu, JFA, Warren Ellis, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Gil Scott Heron, Sun Ra, Accadde A, Boredoms, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, the Soft Cell, Cluster, B.T. Express, Harry Pussy, The Gap Band, Fifty Foot Hose, Crime, Mantronix, Minor Threat, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Q and Not U, Unwound, Derrick Morgan, Lou Reed, Mars, Man Parrish, Colin Newman, Parry Music, Albert Ayler, The Techniques, the Association, Mad Mike, Sight & Sound, Rosa Yemen, Sam Rivers, Bronski Beat, Peter and Kerry, Archie Shepp, New Age Steppers, Pantytec, Pussy Galore, The Doors, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Panda Bear, Lou Reed & John Cale, The Five Americans, Country Joe & The Fish, Joy Division, The Fuzztones, Faust, Echospace, Moss Icon, KRS-One, Depeche Mode, Gong, The Moleskins, Brothers Johnson, Ultimate Spinach, UT, Rotary Connection, Section 25, Guru Guru, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.

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)