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 Lesotho and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet 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 B.T. Express 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin 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 chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Stetsasonic,
Aloha Tigers,
Glambeats Corp.,
John Lydon,
The Evens,
Janne Schatter,
The Detroit Cobras,
JFA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Fuzztones,
Swans,
Magma,
Jesper Dahlback,
Roger Hodgson,
Erykah Badu,
Derrick May,
Agitation Free,
Minny Pops,
Drive Like Jehu,
Aural Exciters,
Yazoo,
Tom Boy,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marmalade,
Amon Düül,
Cecil Taylor,
Organ,
Thompson Twins,
The Victims,
The Gories,
Fugazi,
The Electric Prunes,
The Wake,
Boz Scaggs,
Gang Starr,
Michelle Simonal,
Ornette Coleman,
Ludus,
Babytalk,
Infiniti,
The Toasters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Darondo,
Lyres,
The Raincoats,
Inner City,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Television Personalities,
Masters at Work,
Deadbeat,
The Smoke,
Bill Near,
Davy DMX,
Jeru the Damaja,
Scientists,
Kenny Larkin,
Malaria!,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Young Marble Giants,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.