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 Israel and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Barracudas 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe 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 synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Sonny Sharrock,
Henry Cow,
Boz Scaggs,
Juan Atkins,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Theoretical Girls,
The Dirtbombs,
Lou Christie,
Saccharine Trust,
KRS-One,
The Residents,
Yaz,
L. Decosne,
Arab on Radar,
Accadde A,
Pantaleimon,
Piero Umiliani,
Bobby Womack,
Mars,
The Count Five,
Television,
Subhumans,
Desert Stars,
Main Source,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Gap Band,
Terry Callier,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Oblivians,
Ralphi Rosario,
Minnie Riperton,
Little Man,
Aural Exciters,
PIL,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Soulsonic Force,
Cal Tjader,
The Detroit Cobras,
Half Japanese,
cv313,
Tears for Fears,
Motorama,
June Days,
Scrapy,
James White and The Blacks,
Scion,
Ludus,
Suburban Knight,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Happenings,
Swans,
The Zeros,
Tubeway Army,
Severed Heads,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kaleidoscope,
Stetsasonic,
The Fire Engines,
Jacques Brel,
Lungfish,
The Techniques,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.