I am mid-40s. My daughter is 11. I take her to school, among other driving things, and usually play NPR. Whenever she needs to refer to what she’s hearing – usually to ask if I’ll turn it off so she can pull up some godawful thing where a random Youtuber squawks discordant lyrics to a Pokémon video game score – she calls it a podcast. I’ve stopped correcting her, particularly since most of the “shows” release as podcasts by the next day anyway.
Remember when we were young and we would say how we would make sure we’re always going to keep with the times and not grow old? Yeah, me too.
Speak for yourself, man. I’m’a go listen to some Zeppelin and read some Shakespeare.