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 Ecuador and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe 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 Deakin to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron 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 oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Cowsills,
L. Decosne,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pagans,
The Count Five,
Rufus Thomas,
Hoover,
Glenn Branca,
Lee Hazlewood,
Anthony Braxton,
Maurizio,
Royal Trux,
Television Personalities,
Monks,
The Black Dice,
Minutemen,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Gap Band,
kango's stein massive,
Symarip,
Pierre Henry,
Bad Manners,
Grey Daturas,
Radiohead,
Von Mondo,
Unrelated Segments,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Con Funk Shun,
Kaleidoscope,
Carl Craig,
Barrington Levy,
Robert Hood,
Heaven 17,
UT,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Index,
The Zeros,
T.S.O.L.,
X-101,
Toni Rubio,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Black Flag,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fad Gadget,
The Beau Brummels,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Warren Ellis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Eve St. Jones,
Electric Prunes,
Skriet,
Marcia Griffiths,
Malaria!,
Audionom,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Motorama,
Jandek,
Minny Pops,
The Stooges,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.