Pop Schlager

YouTube video: https://youtu.be/3z-WWazmyiA 
This one's kinda our origin story – and we're dropping it to celebrate one year on SoundCloud. 🎉
And don’t forget to check out the fun video linked above! 😄
We were five misfits with totally different backgrounds, sounds, and lives...
But somehow, we clicked! Like fate decided we should form a band.
“Beating the Edge” looks back at that time, the messy, magical moment we came together.
It's raw, it's loud, it's full of heart.
No fake drama, no grand plans. Just real passion, some chaos, and a shared obsession with making music that punches through the noise.
That’s when Beating Edge was born. 🙌 And now we've got so many more friends, here on SoundCloud and beyond!! Thanks to all of you!!! We love ya!! ❤️
At the moment, this track is exclusively available on SoundCloud.
Released on April 18, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

Two wild souls, keys and drums 	
Chasing sounds, making runs
But no voice to tell the tale	
Till a ghost-thin kid let out a wail		

Synths were pumping, beats were tight		
But he craved the fire, craved the bite	
Rock and thunder in his veins				
Needed six strings to break the chains	

We’re the fire in the stream	
Burning up your midnight dream		
No stage, just waves we ride  
Crashing loud like a rising tide 
Beating the edge, one song at a time!  

A party spark, a six-string queen	
Five-feet-three but played so mean		
Then she said, "I know a guy,	
Silent thunder, bass so high!"	

Groove so thick, it shook the ground	
Rhythm locked, we found our sound		
Pages filled with names so strange		
Till one just hit like a roaring train!		

We’re the fire in the stream	
Burning up your midnight dream		
No stage, just waves we ride   
Crashing loud like a rising tide 		
Beating the edge, one song at a time! 

No aliens, no weak clichés		
Just a name that slays for days   
Turn it up, let it fly		
We’re the storm that won’t run dry 

We’re the fire in the stream		
Burning up your midnight dream	
No stage, just waves we ride 
Crashing loud like a rising tide 
Beating the edge, one song at a time!   

One song at a time 
One song at a time
Oh yeah!
One song at a time
We’re alive! 
One song at a time
We will rise!
Beating the edge, one song at a time!  

One song at a time 
Oh yeah!
One song at a time
We’re alive! 
One song at a time
Beating the edge, one song at a time!

Beating the Edge

Please don’t let anyone else 
take you home 
Oh Lord, how I miss those 
chats with your mum 

You all made me feel like
it was worth being alive
All afternoons getting dizzy and high 

All the debts didn’t matter
With your eyes looking at me,
I wish my children someday
could inherit what I see

This is all a mix up but 
I really miss your mum

I will leave such an imprint on your heart 
that anyone you entertain after me 
will have to know me to understand 
hat you think

Please don’t take anyone else home
I still live there around every stuff
that you didn’t throw

It’s becoming harder to
write this
It’s becoming harder to 
remember how you sound
I was supposed to let it go

But still trying to find a way
to make you find this someday
I know how to separate things 
but you saved me so many times
on that bridge 

Thanks for smoking with me
that afternoon on the balcony
I couldn’t even feel my feet
Will you come back to light
the fire in me?

Lord, I really miss your mum

And I try to recall the smell of your clothes
But I’ve learned to breathe in
rooms without you…

I wonder if she keeps my seat,
At the table where our lives used to meet
I wonder if her garden grows,
The one she loved more than she showed

I hope she’s not disappointed in me
nor burdened by my crimes
tell her I’ll always answer her calls

I wonder if she knows I still care,
Even if I’m no longer there.
If I ever come back,
I pray she’s still somewhere around.

I hope she forgives the space I made,
For paths we walked and roles we played.
If I come back, I’ll make it known,
We’re family, no matter how we’ve grown…

Nessaja

Peter Maffay

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