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 Angola and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 La Düsseldorf to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare 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 a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jeff Mills,
Sam Rivers,
Fugazi,
Echospace,
Sound Behaviour,
Donald Byrd,
Brass Construction,
Wasted Youth,
The Last Poets,
Urselle,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Alice Coltrane,
Marvin Gaye,
Neu!,
Peter and Kerry,
Barrington Levy,
Half Japanese,
Toni Rubio,
Crispy Ambulance,
Graham Central Station,
Rhythm & Sound,
Amon Düül II,
Sonic Youth,
New Age Steppers,
Minny Pops,
Radiopuhelimet,
Faust,
Letta Mbulu,
Zero Boys,
Ohio Players,
Jerry's Kids,
The Kinks,
Deadbeat,
The Standells,
Tommy Roe,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Arcadia,
The Leaves,
Von Mondo,
La Düsseldorf,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
D'Angelo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Accadde A,
the Slits,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Dave Clark Five,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ultimate Spinach,
Blancmange,
Pussy Galore,
The Knickerbockers,
Siglo XX,
James White and The Blacks,
Albert Ayler,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.