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 Sudan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 John Foxx to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a 808 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 an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roger Hodgson,
Minor Threat,
Depeche Mode,
Television Personalities,
Arthur Verocai,
The Victims,
The Toasters,
JFA,
Crash Course in Science,
The J.B.'s,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lalann,
Quantec,
Ludus,
Reuben Wilson,
Rod Modell,
Magazine,
John Lydon,
DJ Style,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nils Olav,
Vainqueur,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Golliwogs,
Brick,
Wings,
Bobby Sherman,
Max Romeo,
Yellowson,
The Techniques,
John Holt,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Happenings,
Lebanon Hanover,
Public Image Ltd.,
Alton Ellis,
Slave,
Faraquet,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Beasts of Bourbon,
X-Ray Spex,
Eden Ahbez,
Von Mondo,
Tomorrow,
Harpers Bizarre,
Peter and Kerry,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Don Cherry,
Young Marble Giants,
David McCallum,
The Move,
Cybotron,
Hashim,
Heaven 17,
Organ,
The Moleskins,
The Monochrome Set,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.