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 Korea South and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 OOIOO to the dance 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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and a linndrum 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 organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Darondo,
Swell Maps,
The Walker Brothers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Visage,
Y Pants,
The American Breed,
Joy Division,
Sun Ra,
Rekid,
The Remains,
The Neon Judgement,
Average White Band,
Khruangbin,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Vainqueur,
Infiniti,
Scrapy,
Siglo XX,
JFA,
Robert Wyatt,
Yusef Lateef,
Lungfish,
Parry Music,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Outsiders,
The Dave Clark Five,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mars,
Kerrie Biddell,
Oblivians,
Shoche,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Fall,
the Slits,
Black Moon,
LL Cool J,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Swans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Minor Threat,
10cc,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Slits,
Flash Fearless,
Jacob Miller,
The Associates,
The Victims,
Severed Heads,
New York Dolls,
Main Source,
Brand Nubian,
Rufus Thomas,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Al Stewart,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Fugs,
Bad Manners,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.