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 Palau and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Animal Collective to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes 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 clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
Underground Resistance,
The Birthday Party,
David Axelrod,
The Tremeloes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Walker Brothers,
Icehouse,
Von Mondo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Warren Ellis,
Gang Starr,
Ultra Naté,
Country Teasers,
Marvin Gaye,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Star Department,
Eric Copeland,
Amon Düül,
Davy DMX,
Drexciya,
Amon Düül II,
Blake Baxter,
Nico,
Idris Muhammad,
Soul II Soul,
The Five Americans,
Quantec,
OOIOO,
Yazoo,
Robert Görl,
Nirvana,
Livin' Joy,
Harry Pussy,
Ultravox,
Moby Grape,
Joyce Sims,
Soft Machine,
The Music Machine,
Camouflage,
Sarah Menescal,
Funky Four + One,
the Association,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Intrusion,
The Seeds,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Accadde A,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
AZ,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Germs,
Tears for Fears,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Misunderstood,
PIL,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scratch Acid,
Massinfluence,
Mandrill,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.