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 Guinea and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Bizarre Inc. to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a synthesizer and a güiro 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 synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Peter & Gordon,
Bang On A Can,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Technova,
the Swans,
T. Rex,
The Gun Club,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rosa Yemen,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Inner City,
Sixth Finger,
Boz Scaggs,
Delta 5,
The Smoke,
New Age Steppers,
The Busters,
Newcleus,
Idris Muhammad,
The Victims,
Ten City,
Interpol,
MDC,
Suicide,
Eli Mardock,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Marc Almond,
Marvin Gaye,
Loose Ends,
Von Mondo,
David Axelrod,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dead Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
Nick Fraelich,
Tubeway Army,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
David Bowie,
Donald Byrd,
The Electric Prunes,
Boredoms,
The Real Kids,
Crooked Eye,
Parry Music,
Quantec,
Dennis Brown,
Flipper,
The Cosmic Jokers,
cv313,
Robert Görl,
X-Ray Spex,
The Slits,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Symarip,
Jeff Mills,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Fuzztones,
Nils Olav,
John Lydon,
EPMD,
Fear, Fear, Fear, Fear.
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.