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 Colombia and from London.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Grass Roots to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba 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 arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Alarm Clocks,
Slave,
Iggy Pop,
Can,
Lindisfarne,
Barrington Levy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ken Boothe,
The Residents,
The Martian,
Tomorrow,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Sound,
Eric Dolphy,
The United States of America,
Sugar Minott,
Rosa Yemen,
Sun City Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
Jeff Lynne,
Agent Orange,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Boogie Down Productions,
Barry Ungar,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cowsills,
Pantaleimon,
Black Moon,
The Fugs,
48th St. Collective,
Negative Approach,
The Invisible,
Flash Fearless,
The Pretty Things,
These Immortal Souls,
Procol Harum,
Faust,
Electric Prunes,
Suicide,
Desert Stars,
Depeche Mode,
The J.B.'s,
Joey Negro,
Brick,
Subhumans,
Ornette Coleman,
Warsaw,
H. Thieme,
Fugazi,
K-Klass,
Qualms,
Goldenarms,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nico,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marcia Griffiths,
Saccharine Trust,
10cc,
John Foxx,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.