Infinitely Losing My Edge
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 Senegal and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Nas to the funk 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hashim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
In Retrospect,
Darondo,
The Durutti Column,
Cybotron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Guru Guru,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Pretty Things,
The Invisible,
Black Pus,
The Zeros,
Accadde A,
Brass Construction,
Underground Resistance,
Isaac Hayes,
Eric Copeland,
Sam Rivers,
Barry Ungar,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marine Girls,
H. Thieme,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Terry Callier,
Pole,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Letta Mbulu,
The Skatalites,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Little Man,
Unwound,
Pulsallama,
Schoolly D,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Reed,
Malaria!,
The Moody Blues,
X-102,
Jerry's Kids,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Knickerbockers,
Eurythmics,
Kenny Larkin,
Erykah Badu,
Peter & Gordon,
Mr. Review,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Birthday Party,
June of 44,
The Tremeloes,
Grey Daturas,
Chris & Cosey,
Ultravox,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mission of Burma,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Zapp,
Brick,
Japan,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.