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 Croatia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Hong Kong.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Gerry Rafferty to the disco 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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin 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 harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Avey Tare,
Dave Gahan,
ABBA,
Robert Hood,
Guru Guru,
Jacques Brel,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Maleditus Sound,
Procol Harum,
David Axelrod,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Television Personalities,
Basic Channel,
Eurythmics,
Brick,
L. Decosne,
Peter & Gordon,
Massinfluence,
The Techniques,
Sam Rivers,
Au Pairs,
Outsiders,
The Fire Engines,
The Victims,
The Fortunes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Brass Construction,
Alice Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Magazine,
Barrington Levy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Association,
Black Flag,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minnie Riperton,
Letta Mbulu,
Judy Mowatt,
Pagans,
Warren Ellis,
Second Layer,
Audionom,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cymande,
Groovy Waters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Byron Stingily,
Echospace,
The American Breed,
Alton Ellis,
the Slits,
Dual Sessions,
Subhumans,
Soft Cell,
Girls At Our Best!,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
X-101,
Nirvana,
Camberwell Now,
The Dave Clark Five,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.