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 Tuvalu and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manchester.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ 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 Nico to the grunge 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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer 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 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Mark Hollis,
The Last Poets,
Nick Fraelich,
Loose Ends,
Black Flag,
Soft Machine,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
John Holt,
Archie Shepp,
The Zeros,
Faraquet,
Second Layer,
DJ Sneak,
Blossom Toes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Arthur Verocai,
Lower 48,
Sixth Finger,
Ten City,
Bauhaus,
Guru Guru,
Public Image Ltd.,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dawn Penn,
Tomorrow,
10cc,
Prince Buster,
Kool Moe Dee,
One Last Wish,
The Stooges,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Stereo Dub,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Modern Lovers,
Suburban Knight,
The Index,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Model 500,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Moleskins,
The Electric Prunes,
Ludus,
PIL,
Shuggie Otis,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Crispy Ambulance,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
David Bowie,
Simply Red,
Sandy B,
The Motions,
Minor Threat,
Hoover,
Agent Orange,
Pharoah Sanders,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Underground Resistance,
John Lydon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
DJ Style,
Ronnie Foster,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.