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 Germany and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock to the rock 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes 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 rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
World's Most,
Essential Logic,
Don Cherry,
Stiv Bators,
Pantytec,
Alton Ellis,
Bronski Beat,
The Gun Club,
DJ Style,
Jeff Mills,
DJ Sneak,
Ultra Naté,
Average White Band,
Scrapy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gastr Del Sol,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dawn Penn,
Kevin Saunderson,
Brick,
F. McDonald,
The Toasters,
Eve St. Jones,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Warsaw,
Soulsonic Force,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Q and Not U,
Icehouse,
Jesper Dahlback,
Television Personalities,
John Coltrane,
The J.B.'s,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Adolescents,
Mission of Burma,
Saccharine Trust,
A Certain Ratio,
The Cowsills,
New Order,
Nick Fraelich,
Wolf Eyes,
L. Decosne,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Grauzone,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ice-T,
Eli Mardock,
Tom Boy,
Lucky Dragons,
Procol Harum,
Kaleidoscope,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Smog,
Gabor Szabo,
Lungfish,
Terry Callier,
D'Angelo,
Von Mondo,
The Index,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.