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 Mauritius 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Fluxion to the electroclash 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare 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 a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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?
Electric Light Orchestra,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gabor Szabo,
The Gladiators,
Rapeman,
Absolute Body Control,
Reagan Youth,
Jandek,
Q and Not U,
Technova,
Girls At Our Best!,
Black Flag,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Vogues,
Lungfish,
Mandrill,
Oblivians,
Amon Düül II,
The Detroit Cobras,
Curtis Mayfield,
Junior Murvin,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Funky Four + One,
The Red Krayola,
Davy DMX,
Scrapy,
Neil Young,
Connie Case,
The Index,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Techniques,
Ituana,
Fatback Band,
World's Most,
Babytalk,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Television Personalities,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fortunes,
Cluster,
Althea and Donna,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Human League,
Eurythmics,
Joe Finger,
The Modern Lovers,
the Bar-Kays,
Crash Course in Science,
The Stooges,
Bang On A Can,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sonny Sharrock,
K-Klass,
Crooked Eye,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amon Düül,
Neu!,
Dark Day,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.