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 Spain and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Procol Harum to the jazz 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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar 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 guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Kas Product,
The Doors,
Cybotron,
The Knickerbockers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Howard Jones,
Interpol,
Stereo Dub,
Pantaleimon,
Funkadelic,
Sex Pistols,
These Immortal Souls,
The Last Poets,
Don Cherry,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mark Hollis,
Can,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jeff Lynne,
The Gun Club,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dave Gahan,
Spandau Ballet,
Pagans,
Max Romeo,
U.S. Maple,
Con Funk Shun,
48th St. Collective,
Dorothy Ashby,
K-Klass,
Surgeon,
Amon Düül II,
Fela Kuti,
The Trojans,
Tres Demented,
Suburban Knight,
Neu!,
The Saints,
Stetsasonic,
Isaac Hayes,
Public Enemy,
Ice-T,
Mandrill,
Robert Hood,
Agent Orange,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Scott Walker,
Jacob Miller,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kurtis Blow,
X-Ray Spex,
David McCallum,
Dual Sessions,
Scratch Acid,
The Fuzztones,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Avey Tare,
Gregory Isaacs,
Anthony Braxton,
The Busters,
Unrelated Segments,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.