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 Ivory Coast and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Sao Paulo.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sarah Menescal to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 arpeggiator and a marimba 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 linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Absolute Body Control,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ultra Naté,
Scrapy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Blake Baxter,
Slave,
Ten City,
Soulsonic Force,
Can,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Delon & Dalcan,
Steve Hackett,
The Moleskins,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Panda Bear,
Black Bananas,
Kurtis Blow,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fortunes,
the Soft Cell,
June of 44,
The Offenders,
Kenny Larkin,
Dennis Brown,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Real Kids,
Y Pants,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jandek,
Television,
Aural Exciters,
Aswad,
Arcadia,
Kaleidoscope,
Joyce Sims,
Robert Wyatt,
Jacob Miller,
The Doobie Brothers,
Metal Thangz,
R.M.O.,
Model 500,
Smog,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mo-Dettes,
Spoonie Gee,
Sandy B,
The Fall,
The Gap Band,
The Names,
Crash Course in Science,
Pole,
DJ Sneak,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
D'Angelo,
Pierre Henry,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.