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 Kosovo and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ten City to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a harpsichord 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 rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
DJ Sneak,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Happenings,
Television,
Babytalk,
DJ Style,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Anakelly,
Skaos,
Eddi Front,
Piero Umiliani,
Von Mondo,
The Dead C,
Sister Nancy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Golliwogs,
Hardrive,
Sonic Youth,
Lucky Dragons,
Blake Baxter,
Dennis Brown,
Wolf Eyes,
Magazine,
David McCallum,
The Modern Lovers,
Big Daddy Kane,
Shoche,
Robert Görl,
Soft Cell,
Nils Olav,
T. Rex,
H. Thieme,
Johnny Clarke,
Ponytail,
Cheater Slicks,
Jacques Brel,
Massinfluence,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Blues Magoos,
The Alarm Clocks,
Moss Icon,
Juan Atkins,
Kas Product,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eric B and Rakim,
Quadrant,
Absolute Body Control,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bob Dylan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Derrick Morgan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Standells,
UT,
Ornette Coleman,
Jacob Miller,
The Associates,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.