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 Liechtenstein and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lille.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Drexciya to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum 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 spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
The Zeros,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Standells,
Nirvana,
The Fire Engines,
Public Enemy,
the Germs,
Zapp,
F. McDonald,
Masters at Work,
Panda Bear,
Accadde A,
Slick Rick,
Das Ding,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Skriet,
Pulsallama,
Heaven 17,
The Human League,
Minnie Riperton,
Minny Pops,
Bush Tetras,
Sun Ra,
Country Teasers,
The Techniques,
Prince Buster,
Tomorrow,
Sister Nancy,
Fluxion,
Jeff Lynne,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cal Tjader,
Nico,
The Leaves,
Tres Demented,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Gap Band,
Mission of Burma,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scientists,
The Tremeloes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ludus,
Lebanon Hanover,
Von Mondo,
Groovy Waters,
The Fuzztones,
Man Parrish,
Dead Boys,
Eric Copeland,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Glambeats Corp.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alton Ellis,
Erasure,
Kaleidoscope,
New Age Steppers,
Yazoo,
Lungfish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rufus Thomas,
Ice-T,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.