riječ je o bendu koji nam je prelomio promišljanje i gledanje na muziku. sjajno je kad ti se takvo što desi u zrelim godinama, kad si već ubušen i zakrabuljen u vlastitim nepromjenjivim zabludama.
je li Većinom inspirirana LDC-om?
Naravno da jest, uostalom, ona je posveta toj iznimci iz uvodne rečenice.
"Marko, jebeno je ova sint linija preslična njihovoj", morao sam primijetiti.
"Buraz, boli me kurac", odgovorio mi je.
Jednom dosta kasnije, Božo je, on to voli, onako zaključno prije miksa potvrdio:
"Ej, nek pričaju da je LCD, jebe mi se. Onda je i sve njihovo popaljeno od Talking Headsa i Bowiea."
Da. Kad se baviš mjuzom, bilo čime kreativnim, ne postoji šansa da nešto ne liči na nešto, da se nešto ne zavuče, katkad i nehotičnio. U tome je i ljepota ideje koja je univerzalna, koja nema imena ni prezimena. Ali se malo po malo razvija, širi u svim smjerovima, oblikuje i preoblikuje. Ipak postoji nukleus, čarobni sastojak svakog jebenog benda koji je nemoguće prekopirati, niti bi to bilo pametno. I zato su stvari, na kraju svih krajeva sasvim u redu.
Losing My Edge
“I’m losing my edge / the kids are coming up from behind,” half-mutters James Murphy, for the opening lyrics of the first track he released as LCD Soundsystem. Over the next four minutes he both predicted the shape of his own career and deflected many of the criticisms that might be levelled at it; that he’s a middle-aged hipster with an overstuffed record bag into which he’s only too happy to dive. He’s admitting every charge against him, but qualifying his admission: “Don’t I have great taste?” Losing My Edge was released in 2002 on a wave of rising hype for Murphy. After co-producing David Holmes’ raw-sounding 2000 album Bow Down to the Exit Sign, he and former UNKLE member Tim Goldsworthy joined Jonathan Galkin in forming DFA Records, scoring an early, scuzzy hipster hit with the Rapture’s House of Jealous Lovers. Recorded with longstanding collaborator Nancy Whang and Spank Rock’s Alex Epton, Losing My Edge was meant to be a one-off, a reaction – as he told journalist John Doran at the time – to the fear he felt that being “the cool rock disco guy” would come to a crashing end. “It became a wider thing about people who grip on to other people’s creations like they are their own,” he said, reflecting on his own DJ career. “There is a lot of pathos in that character, though, because it’s born out of inadequacy and love.” The lyric begins amid comedy, as Murphy haughtily proclaims over a skipping drum machine beat that he was at every key moment in the birth of western underground music, and ends in distorted euphoria as he bellows a litany of his key influences, from Todd Terry to Joy Division and Sun Ra to “the Sonics! The Sonics! The Sonics! The Sonics!” It was some calling card.
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