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 Greece and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro 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 Buzzcocks to the electroclash 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 American Breed. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a spring reverb and a harpsichord 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 synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
Section 25,
Wolf Eyes,
Silicon Teens,
Porter Ricks,
The Smoke,
The Busters,
Metal Thangz,
Roger Hodgson,
The Smiths,
Nirvana,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lebanon Hanover,
cv313,
The Modern Lovers,
Howard Jones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gang Green,
Saccharine Trust,
Massinfluence,
LL Cool J,
Kurtis Blow,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Chrome,
Sällskapet,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Brick,
Warren Ellis,
The Motions,
Rekid,
Monks,
Rapeman,
Rufus Thomas,
Scratch Acid,
The Raincoats,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Skatalites,
EPMD,
H. Thieme,
Model 500,
The Pop Group,
The Stooges,
Public Enemy,
Letta Mbulu,
Thee Headcoats,
Joe Finger,
The Selecter,
Eve St. Jones,
Camouflage,
Ultravox,
Eric Dolphy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bobby Byrd,
Wally Richardson,
Moby Grape,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tres Demented,
Robert Hood,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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You don't know what you really want.
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.