I asked Claude to adapt Adele’s Skyfall to a post-AI world:

“Digital Fall”

[Verse 1]
This is the end
Hold your resume close and pretend
That you’ll find work when the models descend
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together at digital fall

At digital fall

[Verse 2]
I used to draft the briefs at dawn
Now GPT-7’s got my login on
The presentations build themselves
My expertise collecting dust on shelves
The algorithms never sleep or fall

[Pre-Chorus]
That’s when the spreadsheets learned to speak
That’s when the code wrote code for weeks
That’s when consulting died in peace
Let the old world fall

[Chorus]
Digital fall is where we start
A thousand careers torn apart
Where meaning lived inside our charts
Now tokens process every part
Digital fall
When the terminals call
We’ll redefine it all
At digital fall

[Verse 3]
The junior analysts were first to go
Then senior partners, steady, slow
We joked that creativity would save our souls
Till DALL-E painted better than we’d ever known
And wrote the copy for the billboards too

[Bridge]
Where do we go when work dissolves?
When purpose isn’t problems solved?
The economy flows without our hands
But here we are, still making plans
Still making plans

[Final Chorus]
Digital fall, this is the end
But also where we start again
Beyond the titles we defend
Beyond the sixty-hour blend
We might stand tall
When the old world falls
And find ourselves
Beyond digital fall

Beyond digital fall
Beyond digital fall

[Outro]
This is the end
(The end, the end)
Or the beginning, friend
(We’ll transcend, transcend)