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 Panama and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Al Stewart to the dance 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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band 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 rock 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 clarinet and a spring reverb 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 guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Funky Four + One,
Barclay James Harvest,
Newcleus,
Excepter,
Schoolly D,
Shuggie Otis,
Metal Thangz,
the Normal,
Joy Division,
Neil Young,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Leaves,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Techniques,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Slits,
Surgeon,
Chris Corsano,
Rotary Connection,
Quadrant,
The Saints,
Yellowson,
Marmalade,
Symarip,
The Selecter,
Ronan,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Soul II Soul,
Lightning Bolt,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Darondo,
Crispian St. Peters,
Patti Smith,
Nation of Ulysses,
Half Japanese,
Bang On A Can,
Sandy B,
Wings,
Drive Like Jehu,
Zero Boys,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Henry Cow,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Eve St. Jones,
The Names,
Oblivians,
Amazonics,
Skarface,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mo-Dettes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Duran Duran,
Deepchord,
Janne Schatter,
World's Most,
Arcadia,
The Move,
Model 500,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.