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 Samoa and from Seoul.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Joey Negro to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron 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 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
D'Angelo,
Deepchord,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Fire Engines,
Anakelly,
Theoretical Girls,
Fela Kuti,
Max Romeo,
John Lydon,
Matthew Halsall,
Newcleus,
The Divine Comedy,
B.T. Express,
Sugar Minott,
Lakeside,
Carl Craig,
E-Dancer,
John Coltrane,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ultra Naté,
The Mojo Men,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fuzztones,
Ultravox,
Inner City,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Pop Group,
Stetsasonic,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Germs,
Vladislav Delay,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Royal Trux,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
David McCallum,
Franke,
New York Dolls,
Roxy Music,
Neil Young,
The Remains,
Thompson Twins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Von Mondo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mandrill,
Public Enemy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Symarip,
10cc,
Grey Daturas,
Bobbi Humphrey,
In Retrospect,
Tomorrow,
Camouflage,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Amon Düül,
Hot Snakes,
Swell Maps,
The Young Rascals,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.