The fun of stupidly driving on: Footnote on Kraftwerk

The 70s was a great time in pop music for ironic celebrations of utter idiocy.

Remember this?

“Wir fahrn fahrn fahrn auf der Autobahn?”

I never understand why Fassbinder liked Kraftwerk (but also Leonard Cohen) and never got into punk. This song is a caffeine and sugar high of idiotic happiness. They stopped making music like this, even in Germany (or France-- like the much greater Jean-Michel Jarre), surely because stuff like the muzak that you have to listen to on many recorded waiting lines for telephone customer service, which has all the same repetition, a sugary-sickening over-excitement, like teenage boys not yet finding the absence of interest in a romantic 'object' a boring way to manage excitement... Managed excitement. Coffee, sugar, and a wretch, not a kvetch. (In case you cannot tell, this is a kvetch.).

The other significant lyrics are 3 sentences (translations from Google, corrections welcome):
First, the slightly ambiguous, ironical:
"A wide valley lies ahead of us. The sun is shining with glitter."
("Vor uns liegt ein weites Tal. Die Sonne scheint mit Glitzerstrahl."). "The road is a gray band. White stripes, green border."
("Die Fahrbahn ist ein graues Band. Weiße Streifen, grüner Rand.")
Interesting, Ja?
And then the mindless:
"Now let's turn on the radio. Then it sounds from the loudspeaker:"
("Jetzt schalten wir ja das Radio an. Aus dem Lautsprecher klingt es dann").

When that loudspeaker doth klingen, listen up, head's up, this is exciting man, or cool, or something. Technology bubbles like champagne that tastes like a dull broth. Like remembering lines of Heidegger while soaking on a bath tub and slowly slipping, into the water, to suffocate mindlessly, no one noticing when the songs if it ever does or would or could or should...