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 Nauru and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Blossom Toes to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar 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 spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
CMW,
Con Funk Shun,
The Divine Comedy,
Dennis Brown,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Matthew Bourne,
JFA,
Gichy Dan,
Lou Christie,
Carl Craig,
Dual Sessions,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lalo Schifrin,
Angry Samoans,
Josef K,
Mantronix,
Davy DMX,
Adolescents,
Gabor Szabo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
June of 44,
John Foxx,
Eden Ahbez,
Faust,
Arthur Verocai,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Crooked Eye,
Faraquet,
Kayak,
Ice-T,
Pere Ubu,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Talk Talk,
Qualms,
John Lydon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Chris Corsano,
Charles Mingus,
Surgeon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Black Dice,
Mad Mike,
Deadbeat,
Audionom,
Khruangbin,
Chrome,
Eve St. Jones,
Panda Bear,
The Dead C,
New Age Steppers,
Derrick May,
MC5,
Tomorrow,
Dead Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sällskapet,
These Immortal Souls,
Saccharine Trust,
Ornette Coleman,
Bronski Beat,
Delon & Dalcan,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.