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 Serbia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sonny Sharrock 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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a marimba 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 mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lungfish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Animal Collective,
ABC,
Matthew Bourne,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Crime,
Roy Ayers,
kango's stein massive,
Kerri Chandler,
The Sonics,
Qualms,
Lower 48,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dark Day,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dennis Brown,
The Searchers,
Pulsallama,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Electric Prunes,
Inner City,
Jacob Miller,
Hashim,
UT,
Los Fastidios,
10cc,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
MC5,
Swans,
La Düsseldorf,
Sandy B,
Rakim,
Wally Richardson,
Jeru the Damaja,
U.S. Maple,
Minor Threat,
Yellowson,
Niagra,
David McCallum,
Marc Almond,
The Selecter,
Fad Gadget,
Unrelated Segments,
Guru Guru,
Parry Music,
Flamin' Groovies,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lightning Bolt,
Unwound,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Busters,
Ludus,
Soul Sonic Force,
Black Sheep,
Oblivians,
Pagans,
Absolute Body Control,
Ultravox,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.