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 Gabon and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ralphi Rosario to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin 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 arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Matthew Bourne,
Ronan,
Newcleus,
Lebanon Hanover,
Spandau Ballet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pole,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Little Man,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Procol Harum,
Soul Sonic Force,
Susan Cadogan,
Porter Ricks,
E-Dancer,
Zapp,
Bob Dylan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Urselle,
48th St. Collective,
Avey Tare,
Stereo Dub,
The Count Five,
Mars,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Piero Umiliani,
Gang Green,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Kinks,
The Angels of Light,
Rakim,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tim Buckley,
Shoche,
Crash Course in Science,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Liliput,
Guru Guru,
Agent Orange,
Lungfish,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Red Krayola,
the Germs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fluxion,
Mandrill,
Public Image Ltd.,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Godley & Creme,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Marc Almond,
L. Decosne,
Wally Richardson,
The Dirtbombs,
Maleditus Sound,
The Evens,
Ronnie Foster,
Flash Fearless,
Shuggie Otis,
Barbara Tucker,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.