Oh wait--yes I do. It reminds me of when CD's started coming out, and slowly the vinyl section of J&R shrank to the size of a warmonger's conscience. The presumption being: "We are marketing music in this format, so you must buy into it." It's the same thing now: "We are marketing music with its highs and lows crunched into compressed digital files played from a hard drive, so you must buy into it. And here's a little nostalgia as a selling point."
I also feel like I'm turning into one of those cranky old farts who goes on and on about how great it was back in the days when you could get knifed for a subway token walking out of the Pyramid Club on Avenue A.