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 Australia and from Calgary.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Mark Hollis to the punk 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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron 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 mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Bluetip,
The Mummies,
Brand Nubian,
Scrapy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Black Flag,
Vainqueur,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sister Nancy,
The Music Machine,
OOIOO,
The Barracudas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Modern Lovers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ralphi Rosario,
Yaz,
ABC,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Excepter,
E-Dancer,
Cluster,
Blossom Toes,
Pere Ubu,
Aaron Thompson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fugazi,
Cecil Taylor,
Scan 7,
Young Marble Giants,
Eurythmics,
Boogie Down Productions,
Can,
Massinfluence,
Sun Ra,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Supertramp,
Qualms,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Toasters,
Minor Threat,
Ornette Coleman,
Jeff Lynne,
Babytalk,
Traffic Nightmare,
Stereo Dub,
Grey Daturas,
Marcia Griffiths,
Chrome,
Oblivians,
Surgeon,
Alison Limerick,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Masters at Work,
Skaos,
Mad Mike,
Suicide,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Simply Red,
Joey Negro,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Max Romeo,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.