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 Guatemala and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kayak to the jazz 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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum 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 arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dirtbombs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Technova,
Carl Craig,
Lou Reed,
Todd Terry,
Andrew Hill,
Slick Rick,
K-Klass,
Nils Olav,
Babytalk,
The Raincoats,
Joey Negro,
Infiniti,
Marshall Jefferson,
Public Enemy,
The New Christs,
Suicide,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Minny Pops,
Parry Music,
Soul II Soul,
Eden Ahbez,
Brick,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soft Cell,
Delon & Dalcan,
Blake Baxter,
The Real Kids,
Youth Brigade,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Wings,
Sparks,
The Skatalites,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Loose Ends,
Zero Boys,
Bush Tetras,
Ultimate Spinach,
Duran Duran,
Half Japanese,
Sällskapet,
Boz Scaggs,
Albert Ayler,
Dead Boys,
Brass Construction,
Simply Red,
The Fortunes,
The Evens,
Can,
Barbara Tucker,
Model 500,
Section 25,
CMW,
Moby Grape,
Gang Green,
the Sonics,
Tim Buckley,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
ABC,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.