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 Venezuela and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Delta 5 to the dance 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar 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 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
Funkadelic,
The Fall,
Boredoms,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Audionom,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Television,
Neu!,
Circle Jerks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fad Gadget,
Gang Starr,
Q65,
Spoonie Gee,
Slave,
Ronan,
the Normal,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Depeche Mode,
Donald Byrd,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lakeside,
Parry Music,
Intrusion,
Tears for Fears,
Mo-Dettes,
Thompson Twins,
Rhythm & Sound,
Second Layer,
Monolake,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gerry Rafferty,
Josef K,
D'Angelo,
Cheater Slicks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Niagra,
Main Source,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Los Fastidios,
John Coltrane,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sister Nancy,
World's Most,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Association,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Electric Prunes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Five Americans,
The Seeds,
Von Mondo,
The American Breed,
Swell Maps,
L. Decosne,
Cameo,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.