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 Armenia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Smog to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet 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 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
The Moleskins,
a-ha,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Radiohead,
Gang Starr,
The Litter,
Fear,
Cybotron,
Excepter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jandek,
UT,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Moby Grape,
Agitation Free,
Shuggie Otis,
Kenny Larkin,
The Five Americans,
Rites of Spring,
Lindisfarne,
Deepchord,
R.M.O.,
Peter & Gordon,
The J.B.'s,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Skarface,
Nick Fraelich,
Wire,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
In Retrospect,
Soft Cell,
48th St. Collective,
Andrew Hill,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dark Day,
The Angels of Light,
Grandmaster Flash,
Faust,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Max Romeo,
Reagan Youth,
Eric Copeland,
Sparks,
the Germs,
Dave Gahan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Iggy Pop,
the Sonics,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ultimate Spinach,
Boredoms,
Joy Division,
Bill Wells,
Eden Ahbez,
Dennis Brown,
B.T. Express,
Warren Ellis,
Boz Scaggs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.