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 Zimbabwe and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Spokane.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Make Up to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba 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 arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Babytalk,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
New York Dolls,
Average White Band,
Crime,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Young Marble Giants,
Rotary Connection,
Das Ding,
The Gladiators,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Joe Smooth,
Mr. Review,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Freddie Wadling,
Eli Mardock,
Radiohead,
Urselle,
Dual Sessions,
Curtis Mayfield,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Names,
Sight & Sound,
Eden Ahbez,
Sonic Youth,
Au Pairs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Anakelly,
Avey Tare,
Parry Music,
LL Cool J,
Drive Like Jehu,
Thee Headcoats,
Grandmaster Flash,
Slave,
The Real Kids,
Harmonia,
Whodini,
Porter Ricks,
Heaven 17,
Chris Corsano,
Rufus Thomas,
The Velvet Underground,
Hasil Adkins,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Crooked Eye,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eve St. Jones,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Buzzcocks,
The Searchers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jeff Mills,
KRS-One,
The Barracudas,
Accadde A,
Lyres,
The Tremeloes,
The Motions,
Gichy Dan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.