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 Oman and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Crispian St. Peters 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer 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 an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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?
Funkadelic,
Mary Jane Girls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Leonard Cohen,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Ten City,
The Wake,
The Litter,
Radiopuhelimet,
Moss Icon,
the Bar-Kays,
Barrington Levy,
Bronski Beat,
Babytalk,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Mojo Men,
Stockholm Monsters,
Barry Ungar,
Deadbeat,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Model 500,
DJ Sneak,
Qualms,
Cal Tjader,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Grass Roots,
Al Stewart,
Dennis Brown,
The Happenings,
Derrick Morgan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
kango's stein massive,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Clear Light,
Thee Headcoats,
Sarah Menescal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Surgeon,
Alphaville,
Skriet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Anakelly,
The Sound,
Organ,
Theoretical Girls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
June of 44,
Panda Bear,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Mad Mike,
Scratch Acid,
Stetsasonic,
The Doors,
Ken Boothe,
Cheater Slicks,
Metal Thangz,
Porter Ricks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Young Marble Giants,
Aswad,
Crash Course in Science,
Marshall Jefferson,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.