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 South Sudan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Walker Brothers to the punk 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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes 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 arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
Bizarre Inc.,
Neil Young,
John Cale,
Lou Reed,
Faraquet,
The Leaves,
the Human League,
The Toasters,
Quantec,
Eli Mardock,
Alice Coltrane,
Yazoo,
China Crisis,
New Age Steppers,
The Monochrome Set,
Marmalade,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joy Division,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bill Near,
Byron Stingily,
Gang Green,
Stereo Dub,
Agitation Free,
The Stooges,
Delta 5,
Stetsasonic,
Freddie Wadling,
Aloha Tigers,
Sarah Menescal,
Ohio Players,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jandek,
Absolute Body Control,
Thompson Twins,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Blues Magoos,
Peter and Kerry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lalo Schifrin,
U.S. Maple,
a-ha,
LL Cool J,
The Gories,
Los Fastidios,
The Move,
Sandy B,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kerrie Biddell,
Essential Logic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sugar Minott,
Hardrive,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Happenings,
Matthew Halsall,
The Remains,
L. Decosne,
Surgeon,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.