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 Belarus and from Johannesburg.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Milan.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 These Immortal Souls to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a marimba 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?
Alphaville,
The Knickerbockers,
Idris Muhammad,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Brick,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Wake,
Ultra Naté,
Hasil Adkins,
The Index,
Brothers Johnson,
Motorama,
Joensuu 1685,
John Cale,
Goldenarms,
Scan 7,
Black Pus,
Scientists,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The J.B.'s,
The Smiths,
Fugazi,
Slick Rick,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nick Fraelich,
Funky Four + One,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jerry's Kids,
Kas Product,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ronan,
U.S. Maple,
Alison Limerick,
Dennis Brown,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Robert Wyatt,
The Remains,
Barclay James Harvest,
Make Up,
Tommy Roe,
Isaac Hayes,
Brand Nubian,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Names,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Stooges,
Bang On A Can,
Animal Collective,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nation of Ulysses,
Grey Daturas,
Sun Ra,
Godley & Creme,
Das Ding,
EPMD,
Davy DMX,
The Tremeloes,
Depeche Mode,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.