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 Philippines and from Johannesburg.
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 Lagos and Tehran.
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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Maurizio to the electroclash 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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ 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?
Sonny Sharrock,
Liliput,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bauhaus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soul II Soul,
Fad Gadget,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Supertramp,
The Evens,
Althea and Donna,
Ultravox,
Jeff Lynne,
Technova,
Rosa Yemen,
Gang of Four,
Derrick May,
The Wake,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pantaleimon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Star Department,
Warsaw,
Bob Dylan,
FM Einheit,
Pylon,
Desert Stars,
Derrick Morgan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Seeds,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Swell Maps,
The Selecter,
Gastr Del Sol,
MC5,
Brick,
Lucky Dragons,
Sam Rivers,
Intrusion,
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Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Doors,
The Remains,
Talk Talk,
Girls At Our Best!,
Alison Limerick,
The Last Poets,
Saccharine Trust,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
David McCallum,
Lightning Bolt,
Idris Muhammad,
Tim Buckley,
Masters at Work,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tubeway Army,
Depeche Mode,
New York Dolls,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.