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 Ecuador and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 spring reverb 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 Interpol to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe 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 an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Gang Gang Dance,
La Düsseldorf,
DJ Style,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
This Heat,
Jimmy McGriff,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rufus Thomas,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Section 25,
Depeche Mode,
Camouflage,
Susan Cadogan,
The Black Dice,
David Axelrod,
Harry Pussy,
DJ Sneak,
Mad Mike,
Cheater Slicks,
Marine Girls,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eric B and Rakim,
Television Personalities,
Suicide,
Flipper,
Icehouse,
Fluxion,
The Mighty Diamonds,
H. Thieme,
Yusef Lateef,
Rosa Yemen,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Laurel Aitken,
John Foxx,
Bill Near,
Sällskapet,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Flesh Eaters,
Eve St. Jones,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Standells,
The Fortunes,
Hasil Adkins,
Max Romeo,
Crispian St. Peters,
Cameo,
The Happenings,
The Litter,
Dennis Brown,
the Swans,
In Retrospect,
Pharoah Sanders,
Saccharine Trust,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Royal Trux,
The Human League,
Scott Walker,
Pylon,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.