I suspect though that, in your world, there no place for old things at all

Nothing could be further from the truth, Shimrod (BTW I dig up old bottles, collect fossils and was a genealogist before my current job. On my desk right now, having arrived today, is a copy of 'Broadsides of the Industrial North' by Martha Vicinus).

I love old things, new things, and things yet to be. I care passionately about the old ballads and traditional songs and I will do all within my power to preserve them (though ultimately, as I have said, the people will decide), but I care equally passionately about new songs which, in turn, will become old. And so it goes on - as it always has.

Unfortunately, it strikes me that some people only start to care about songs when they (the songs) have become old - and that is sometimes too late. I care now - that's the difference.