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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 FM Einheit to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro 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 clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Schoolly D,
Tres Demented,
Piero Umiliani,
Oblivians,
John Cale,
Byron Stingily,
Lindisfarne,
The Residents,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Shuggie Otis,
CMW,
Pharoah Sanders,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Victims,
David Bowie,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mission of Burma,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Moleskins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hardrive,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minutemen,
Junior Murvin,
One Last Wish,
Bad Manners,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Skarface,
Animal Collective,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jandek,
Cheater Slicks,
Deadbeat,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Youth Brigade,
The American Breed,
T. Rex,
The Evens,
The J.B.'s,
The Standells,
Organ,
Gang of Four,
Sun Ra,
Tubeway Army,
Crash Course in Science,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Todd Rundgren,
The Raincoats,
UT,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Flash Fearless,
The Toasters,
PIL,
Subhumans,
Archie Shepp,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rites of Spring,
Max Romeo,
Sound Behaviour,
Inner City,
Franke, Franke, Franke, Franke.
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.