Children of technology
Forever lost at sea
Everything is changing fast
Because nothing is built to last anymore

False problems with false solutions
Roadblocks and arbitrary intrusions
Today's innovations are tomorrow's trash
It's old fashioned...it's all fashion

Flash is dead
Adobe shot it in the head
And threw it all away
What can you say?

Machiavellian capitalist dreams
Destruction brings new revenue streams
Moving fast and breaking things
Can't fly into the future till you buy new wings

Disruption, corruption
Destructive editing
Here's the new thing
You can't own it
You have to rent it!

Let's invent a new stock market
Conjure wealth from mathematics
Arbitrary valuation of symbols
A new economy built on babble
(And somehow it still manages to pollute the air)

Here's a virtual bespoke object
It's a hot collector's item
You have to trust us, it's worth millions
You want to know why? Because we said so.

The future of ownership
In a world where someone else
Curates the culture you're spoonfed
Streaming is so convenient until the stream dries up, as though nothing was ever there at all

When they're digging through our ashes
Will they find any uncleared caches
There's no more memory
Nothing left of you and me at all
(Archeologist's nightmare)

The business of creating new necessities
And randomly deciding they're obsolete

Children of technology
With 50 kilobyte memories
Laser focused on the shaky now
Life is simple when you remember nothing

I still have my old machine
I'll keep it running as long as I can
If something works I'm going to keep it
I choose not to be a fickle sheep, thank you very much.
(I mean it...)