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 Uganda and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer 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 Livin' Joy to the techno 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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro 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 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Kerri Chandler,
F. McDonald,
Animal Collective,
AZ,
Index,
Byron Stingily,
DJ Style,
Metal Thangz,
Groovy Waters,
Ultimate Spinach,
Soft Cell,
Rosa Yemen,
Ten City,
Pierre Henry,
Babytalk,
Negative Approach,
Roy Ayers,
Depeche Mode,
Los Fastidios,
The Grass Roots,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bill Near,
New Age Steppers,
Zero Boys,
Big Daddy Kane,
Easy Going,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Derrick May,
Godley & Creme,
Junior Murvin,
The Mummies,
L. Decosne,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Invisible,
Monks,
The Electric Prunes,
Al Stewart,
The Knickerbockers,
Danielle Patucci,
Jimmy McGriff,
World's Most,
Black Flag,
10cc,
Crooked Eye,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Brothers Johnson,
The Misunderstood,
Black Pus,
Adolescents,
Joy Division,
The Sound,
Ponytail,
The Gap Band,
The Young Rascals,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soul II Soul,
Radiohead,
Intrusion,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.