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 Kosovo and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Average White Band to the disco 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba 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 chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Josef K,
Ken Boothe,
La Düsseldorf,
Nils Olav,
The Black Dice,
Average White Band,
T. Rex,
Mad Mike,
Todd Terry,
Mandrill,
Albert Ayler,
The Busters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Qualms,
Michelle Simonal,
Pussy Galore,
Amazonics,
Drexciya,
Flash Fearless,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sight & Sound,
Scientists,
Crash Course in Science,
the Association,
Public Enemy,
Jawbox,
Alton Ellis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Cramps,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Patti Smith,
Porter Ricks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Donald Byrd,
ABBA,
John Cale,
Todd Rundgren,
D'Angelo,
Surgeon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Radio Birdman,
Funky Four + One,
Wasted Youth,
Can,
Audionom,
LL Cool J,
Agitation Free,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
OOIOO,
Flamin' Groovies,
Funkadelic,
Scan 7,
Zero Boys,
Technova,
Gang Starr,
Moss Icon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Durutti Column,
Kerri Chandler,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.