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50 Years of ‘Autobahn,’ Kraftwerk’s Revolutionary Masterpiece
Released in November 1974, it was the Big Bang of electronic dance music.
“Autobahn” starts with a spark — a key turns, igniting cylinders in synchronized rhythm, the mechanical heartbeat of a machine stirring to life. It’s Mercedes Benz power embodied, a roar that signals the open road ahead. Across the next 23 minutes, the title track of Kraftwerk’s “first” album (they don’t consider their first three albums to be part of the conceptual project) cruises as if self-propelled, nary a guitarist, bassist or human drummer in sight, activated only by the electronics at their fingertips.
Before Kraftwerk’s Autobahn, electronic tracks like Gershon Kingsley’s catchy “Popcorn” (and Hot Butter’s 1972 cover) introduced synthetic sounds to pop audiences, using the Moog to deliver catchy, futuristic melodies. Wendy Carlos’s Switched-On Bach in 1968, which reimagined classical music on synthesizers, and Jean-Jacques Perrey’s collaborations with Kingsley offered playful, exploratory electronic music that hinted at the genre’s potential. These early hits paved the way for Kraftwerk’s work, fueling the first electronic jolts that would soon power whole new genres. These four men were serious about the technology, and the album’s five songs proved it. They weren’t playing around. They were working.
A half-century later, Kraftwerk’s influence is deeper than ever. Their minimalist, machine-driven sound single-handedly forged synth-pop, inspiring bands like Depeche Mode and the Human League, and early hip-hop, with Afrika Bambaataa sampling Trans-Europe Express for “Planet Rock.” Their rhythms helped birth Detroit techno after legendary WGPR DJ the Electrifying Mojo (real name Charles Johnson) started playing Kraftwerk alongside funk, new wave and rock. Artists including Prince, Juan Atkins and Derrick May testified on Mojo’s behalf. House and electro owe much to Kraftwerk’s mechanical grooves, as do industrial and ambient music. Post-punk bands like Joy Division drew on their detached, rhythmic style.
“Kraftwerk isn’t a band. It’s a concept,” Florian Schneider famously said. “We call it ‘Die Menschmaschine,’ which means ‘the Human Machine.’” Elsewhere they explained that they weren’t musicians, but “sound scientists.”
As Kraftwerk embraced Die Menschmaschine, they blurred lines between artist and engineer, crafting music that was cold, calculated, mechanical — and impossibly funky. Autobahn was as much a statement on music’s future as it was a rejection of rock’s guitar-bass-drum formula. Machines weren’t just tools but partners, delivering a precision that surpassed human hands. “Our drummer doesn’t sweat,” Hutter bragged.
“The white stripes on the road, I noticed them driving home every day from the studio,” Hütter told Stephen Dalton in Uncut magazine in a 2016 interview. “Then the car sounds, the radio — it’s like a loop, a continuum, part of the endless music of Kraftwerk. In Autobahn, we put car sounds, horn, basic melodies and tuning motors. Adjusting the suspension and [tire] pressure, rolling on the asphalt, that gliding sound – pffft pffft – when the wheels go on to those painted stripes. It’s sound poetry.”
The album was also an attempt to fully negate a German identity that begat Nazism and Hitler. “Ralf had a kind of German idea in mind,” Wolfgang Flür told Uncut. “Germany also needed something like the Beach Boys. Something with self-understanding and immaculate presence, after the ugly wars that our parents had inflicted on the world. Something positive and youthful that freed us from the stench of the past.”
By projecting this new energy, Kraftwerk aimed to create something that felt both forward-looking and distinctly German. It was radically different from the rock and pop blandness of the day, which meant Autobahn wasn’t instantly embraced — although freeform FM radio DJs, who still had autonomy to spin what they wanted, played the full title track for stoners during late-night sets. Critics weren’t sure what to make of the mechanized rhythms, abstract lyrics and lack of traditional instrumentation. Each of the five tracks were completely different from one another — ambient mixed with pop music mixed with musique concrete. The mixed reception reflected both the shock of the new and the beginning of electronic music’s slow drive into mainstream culture.
Upon release, the British weekly rag Melody Maker called the album it “spineless, emotionless sound with no variety, less taste … Odd noises from percussion and synthesiser drift out of the speakers without any comprehensible order while a few words are muttered from time to time in a strange tongue.” In the Rolling Stone Record Guide from 1978, writer Alan Niester dismissively wrote that Autobahn was “valuable both as a musical oddity and background music for watching tropical fish sleep.”
Fifty years on, the tables have turned. It’s not Autobahn’s so-called “oddity” that feels strange now — it’s the world that found electronic sound so alien. Today, the real oddity is a time when music’s boundaries were so tightly drawn, and tropical fish slept in silence.