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 Kazakhstan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Slackers to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Barracudas,
The Trojans,
DNA,
Isaac Hayes,
Eden Ahbez,
Chrome,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Can,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ituana,
Erykah Badu,
Saccharine Trust,
Delta 5,
Joyce Sims,
Black Sheep,
June of 44,
A Certain Ratio,
Kaleidoscope,
Second Layer,
Whodini,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Sound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Tom Boy,
Jawbox,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Busters,
The Names,
Lower 48,
The Young Rascals,
Echospace,
Eurythmics,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
kango's stein massive,
Amon Düül,
Soulsonic Force,
Shoche,
The Fugs,
Kayak,
Ponytail,
The Leaves,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
cv313,
Camouflage,
The Cowsills,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Cure,
Barry Ungar,
FM Einheit,
Subhumans,
Davy DMX,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rekid,
Faraquet,
The Divine Comedy,
The Knickerbockers,
Soul II Soul,
Radio Birdman,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Aswad,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.