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 Honduras and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bootsy Collins to the rock 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb 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 rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Grauzone,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Intrusion,
Pere Ubu,
Tom Boy,
Chris Corsano,
Cal Tjader,
Joyce Sims,
Young Marble Giants,
The Beau Brummels,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rotary Connection,
Theoretical Girls,
Cybotron,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Star Department,
Hot Snakes,
The Music Machine,
Tubeway Army,
Agitation Free,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Terry Callier,
Bad Manners,
Ultravox,
Lee Hazlewood,
Inner City,
Q and Not U,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cameo,
The Modern Lovers,
Ornette Coleman,
Bush Tetras,
Mad Mike,
The Victims,
Tropical Tobacco,
A Flock of Seagulls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Altered Images,
Robert Hood,
Los Fastidios,
Scan 7,
Skaos,
Niagra,
Schoolly D,
Black Sheep,
Amon Düül,
Letta Mbulu,
Lindisfarne,
Todd Rundgren,
Pantaleimon,
Black Moon,
Fat Boys,
Bootsy Collins,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Quantec,
Reuben Wilson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Monks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.