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 Saudi Arabia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Alarm Clocks to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum 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 oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Avey Tare,
Kenny Larkin,
Alphaville,
Japan,
Eve St. Jones,
Unrelated Segments,
Brand Nubian,
Sonny Sharrock,
Delon & Dalcan,
Y Pants,
Gang of Four,
Oblivians,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camouflage,
Skarface,
Joey Negro,
Flash Fearless,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tres Demented,
Byron Stingily,
48th St. Collective,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Warsaw,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Quando Quango,
Eden Ahbez,
The Happenings,
Reagan Youth,
The Smiths,
Derrick May,
Monolake,
Visage,
Kayak,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Massinfluence,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Soft Cell,
Juan Atkins,
Gichy Dan,
Surgeon,
The Five Americans,
The Gories,
Grandmaster Flash,
Faust,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ossler,
David Axelrod,
The Count Five,
The Velvet Underground,
10cc,
The Index,
The Misunderstood,
kango's stein massive,
Liliput,
Jacques Brel,
Can,
Gregory Isaacs,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Chris Corsano,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.