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 Angola and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sugar Minott to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare 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 mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lungfish,
Stetsasonic,
Bootsy Collins,
Minny Pops,
Tears for Fears,
Agent Orange,
Drive Like Jehu,
Godley & Creme,
Aaron Thompson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Oblivians,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Porter Ricks,
Schoolly D,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Zeros,
Derrick Morgan,
Gerry Rafferty,
Crispy Ambulance,
Tropical Tobacco,
Marvin Gaye,
Joe Smooth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Leonard Cohen,
Peter and Kerry,
The Count Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tim Buckley,
Au Pairs,
Lalann,
Vainqueur,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The J.B.'s,
Desert Stars,
Radiohead,
Procol Harum,
Eden Ahbez,
Charles Mingus,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deadbeat,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pulsallama,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Move,
Simply Red,
Roy Ayers,
DJ Sneak,
Harmonia,
One Last Wish,
Pierre Henry,
Excepter,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Graham Central Station,
Piero Umiliani,
Mars,
Michelle Simonal,
Boogie Down Productions,
Yusef Lateef,
Byron Stingily,
Depeche Mode,
the Bar-Kays,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.