Garzón -Ostres, posen Interpol! A carpes (de Girona)! Són bons aquests, sobretot els dos primers discos. Els has escoltat? En tens un a la feina…, el segon, el vaig demanar abans de que em traslladéssin.
Kasku -Bé, sí…, però què vols que et digui… Em fan pensar en coses que ja he sentit. Quan has crescut escoltant Joy Division o els Psychedelic Furs és el que sol passar.
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 France and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1978.
I’m losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Berlin.
I’m losing my edge to the art-school Brooklynites in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered eighties.
But I’m losing my edge.
I’m losing my edge, but I was there.
I was there.
But I was there.
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 1974 at the first Suicide practices in a loft in New York City.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Daft Punk to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB’s.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I’ve never been wrong.
I used to work in the record store.
I had everything before anyone.
I was there in the Paradise Garage DJ booth with Larry Levan.
I was there in Jamaica during the great sound clashes.
I woke up naked on the beach in Ibiza in 1988.
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 the Beach Boys. All the underground hits. All the Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import. I heard that you have a white label of every seminal Detroit techno hit – 1985, ‘86, ‘87. I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good ’60s cut and another box set from the ’70s.
I hear you’re buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your computer out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitars and bought turntables.
I hear that you and your band have sold your turntables and bought guitars.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records? This Heat, Pere Ubu, Outsiders, Nation of Ulysses, Mars, The Trojans, The Black Dice, Todd Terry, the Germs, Section 25, Althea and Donna, Sexual Harrassment, a-ha, Pere Ubu, Dorothy Ashby, PIL, the Fania All-Stars, the Bar-Kays, the Human League, the Normal, Lou Reed, Scott Walker, Monks, Niagra,
Joy Division, Lower 48, the Association, Sun Ra,
Scientists, Royal Trux, 10cc,
Eric B. and Rakim, Index, Basic Channel, Soulsonic Force (”just hit me”!), Juan Atkins, David Axelrod, Electric Prunes, Gil! Scott! Heron!, the Slits, Faust, Mantronix, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, the Swans, the Soft Cell, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
You don’t know what you really want. (x15)
“Loosing my edge” LCD Soundsystem
Etiquetes: "lcd soundsystem", "loosing my edge"
Juliol 1, 2008 a les 2:53 pm |
No recordo la conversa que vostè diu -són coses de l’edat-, però si la qüestió va de referents musicals, he de dir que els meus varen ser, per aquest ordre: Karina, Manolo Escobar i AC/DC. En els dos primers casos ja fa temps que m’ho vaig deixar; amb el tercer, en canvi, la cosa va en agument i me temo que ja no hi ha res a fer. High voltage, rock’n'roll !!!
Juliol 1, 2008 a les 5:24 pm |
Que m’ho diguin a mi si per el senyor Kasku els AC/DC són un referent. No havia sentit mai una cançó d’aquest grup tantes vegades seguides. Així no es pot fer res, aìxò és una merda. Pel que fa a aquest grup, tal i com va comentar un company per tots conegut, aquesta noia que ara tinc al davant, si que te un “BON SCOTT”. Així tampoc es pot fer res.
Juliol 2, 2008 a les 9:18 am |
Parlant de referents musicals, a una edat ben tendra les cassettes que tenia el meu pare dels “chistes” de Cassen, Juanito Navarro i Simón Cabido, i el “Trincamerón” de La Trinca varen ser tot un preludi. Llavors vaig ser víctima dels mix, abanderats per la sèrie MaxMix (el 2, farcit de spaghetti disco i que encara conservo en algun lloc, segurament és el més digne d’escoltar). El problema però era que els MaxMix a uns quants ens resultaven cars i tiràvem de cassettes amb noms tan cutres com Polo Mix o Raúl Mix, que venien a quioscos i gasolineres, i costaven tres vegades menys, però a costa de que molt sovint les cançons no eren les originals (llavors en dèiem “imiteishon”). No va ser fins passats uns anys que vaig arribar a compar-me el meu primer disc d’un grup de pop, que va ser, ni més ni menys, el “Greatest Hits” de Bananarama, en versió audiocassette, és clar. Llavors vindria “Introspective”, dels Pet Shop Boys, …, en fi…, ja no s’hi pot fer res!!
Juliol 4, 2008 a les 3:13 pm |
El que haurien de fer és deixar-se de musiquetes i punyetetes i posar-se a treballar. Que no ho saben que estem en una crisi?
Juliol 4, 2008 a les 4:32 pm |
No és una crisi, és només una fase de creixement negatiu.
Juliol 11, 2008 a les 2:39 pm |
Apilar lo botes, y PILAR quedó aplastada.
Juliol 27, 2008 a les 11:46 am |
Jove, posi alguna cosa nova, per l’amor de déu! Ja n’estem tots ben tips, del paio aquest de les bufetades.