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 Samoa and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Soul Sonic Force to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Black Flag,
Thompson Twins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jeru the Damaja,
Peter and Kerry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
48th St. Collective,
Monolake,
Michelle Simonal,
Rakim,
X-102,
The Neon Judgement,
Fela Kuti,
Surgeon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Al Stewart,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Crash Course in Science,
Carl Craig,
Urselle,
Sparks,
New Age Steppers,
Joy Division,
Andrew Hill,
David Axelrod,
The Tremeloes,
Throbbing Gristle,
Accadde A,
Tres Demented,
The Searchers,
Lakeside,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Cowsills,
Dead Boys,
The Zeros,
The Black Dice,
The United States of America,
Pylon,
The Blues Magoos,
The Red Krayola,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gang Green,
Eddi Front,
Altered Images,
E-Dancer,
the Slits,
The Victims,
Avey Tare,
Eden Ahbez,
The Buckinghams,
Wally Richardson,
Crooked Eye,
Derrick Morgan,
Moebius,
Tomorrow,
Chrome,
the Swans,
Buzzcocks,
Robert Hood,
Yazoo,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.