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 Slovenia and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Kaleidoscope to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar 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 guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Stiv Bators,
AZ,
The Busters,
Scientists,
Ultravox,
Ronan,
Whodini,
Minutemen,
Zapp,
Reagan Youth,
Davy DMX,
The Durutti Column,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kaleidoscope,
Rakim,
Malaria!,
Silicon Teens,
Pulsallama,
The Cure,
Delta 5,
Animal Collective,
Eric Copeland,
Angry Samoans,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jimmy McGriff,
Banda Bassotti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Steve Hackett,
The Mojo Men,
The Fire Engines,
The Real Kids,
T.S.O.L.,
Gichy Dan,
Ossler,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Roger Hodgson,
Accadde A,
Aaron Thompson,
Letta Mbulu,
Tres Demented,
Negative Approach,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bob Dylan,
Kayak,
The Red Krayola,
Amazonics,
Roy Ayers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Wings,
Don Cherry,
Eden Ahbez,
Mandrill,
Slave,
Brand Nubian,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Harmonia,
Al Stewart,
Jeff Mills,
Sun City Girls,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.