Pitting the enigma of Iggy Pop against new school talent, Pan Amsterdam, is the kind of collab we can get with here. Tremolo synth over a lo-fi beat and bassline, matched against a plaintive trumpet solo? Sounds like it shouldn’t work. But given its sparseness and ice-cool arrangement, 'Mobile' defies the category of badge-swapping club and gets straight to the point. Iggy ages gracefully, adding the necessary credence.