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 Libya and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the mellotron 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the techno 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors 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 linndrum and a snare 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 harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Stockholm Monsters,
Main Source,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cymande,
Kaleidoscope,
Bush Tetras,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
X-102,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Magma,
Bobby Womack,
Ludus,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eddi Front,
Rotary Connection,
Surgeon,
Circle Jerks,
Wally Richardson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Glambeats Corp.,
Niagra,
Fear,
Stetsasonic,
Cybotron,
Bill Wells,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Silicon Teens,
Arthur Verocai,
Pylon,
The Happenings,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Five Americans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nirvana,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Stereo Dub,
Nas,
Marshall Jefferson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Grass Roots,
Cal Tjader,
Danielle Patucci,
Barrington Levy,
The Neon Judgement,
Saccharine Trust,
The Techniques,
Mission of Burma,
Kas Product,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rosa Yemen,
The Smiths,
Lou Reed,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.