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 Macedonia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 CMW to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Television. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar 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 spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
Joensuu 1685,
Harry Pussy,
The Star Department,
Letta Mbulu,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Misunderstood,
The American Breed,
Marcia Griffiths,
Shuggie Otis,
Suicide,
Chrome,
Radiopuhelimet,
Infiniti,
Circle Jerks,
the Human League,
Donald Byrd,
Jerry's Kids,
Zero Boys,
Hoover,
Peter & Gordon,
UT,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Happenings,
Young Marble Giants,
Warren Ellis,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Crooked Eye,
Alton Ellis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sparks,
Tom Boy,
The Walker Brothers,
Don Cherry,
Pantytec,
Ludus,
Al Stewart,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Sonics,
Gang Green,
Cluster,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
David McCallum,
Theoretical Girls,
Tropical Tobacco,
cv313,
The Leaves,
Quando Quango,
Neu!,
Symarip,
The Dead C,
The Blues Magoos,
Scan 7,
David Axelrod,
U.S. Maple,
Wings,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Duran Duran,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.