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 United Kingdom and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Eddi Front to the dance 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan 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 harpsichord and an organ 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 chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Heaven 17,
Stetsasonic,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Anthony Braxton,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sixth Finger,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Seeds,
Soul II Soul,
The Human League,
Joy Division,
Sam Rivers,
Fatback Band,
Pantaleimon,
Adolescents,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nirvana,
Dark Day,
Ohio Players,
Archie Shepp,
The Trojans,
Intrusion,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Chris & Cosey,
Marmalade,
The Neon Judgement,
John Foxx,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gichy Dan,
Laurel Aitken,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fela Kuti,
Ralphi Rosario,
Minor Threat,
Visage,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Thompson Twins,
Jacob Miller,
Jeff Lynne,
The Golliwogs,
Babytalk,
Drexciya,
Swell Maps,
Glenn Branca,
The Blackbyrds,
The Skatalites,
Ken Boothe,
Harpers Bizarre,
Letta Mbulu,
Cybotron,
Moebius,
Minny Pops,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Buckinghams,
Alphaville,
Bad Manners,
Young Marble Giants,
ABC,
Roxy Music,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.