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 Switzerland and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Mexico City and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb 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 oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Avey Tare,
The Motions,
The Cramps,
Index,
Black Bananas,
Curtis Mayfield,
The J.B.'s,
The Smoke,
The Evens,
The Fuzztones,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Agent Orange,
Grey Daturas,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eurythmics,
The Gap Band,
Shuggie Otis,
The Fall,
Fugazi,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
H. Thieme,
Bush Tetras,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lower 48,
Donald Byrd,
Arab on Radar,
One Last Wish,
Radio Birdman,
Iggy Pop,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Los Fastidios,
Essential Logic,
Nas,
the Association,
Excepter,
DNA,
the Germs,
Kaleidoscope,
World's Most,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Johnny Clarke,
Amon Düül,
Organ,
Wire,
The Toasters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Robert Görl,
The Young Rascals,
ABBA,
The Standells,
Tommy Roe,
Soul II Soul,
Janne Schatter,
Q65,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Radiohead,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.