We’ve lost one of our greatest and the shock is profound. Fans will be heart-broken, but you don’t have to count yourself as a Bowie devotee to feel the devastating sense of loss. Anyone with a passing interest in the story of post-war music feels it and who feels it knows it lord; his story is writ large across all the chapters of the British rock n roll narrative and beyond. He may not have been quite as big as the Beatles or the Stones but his influence was broader: from whimsical folk-pop to soul to punk to minimalist electronica, Bowie’s catalogue took it all in. The first to reject the machismo of rock n roll, the first to link performance art and pop music, the first to tell us it wasn’t about who you were but who you could pretend to be. How could one pick Bowie’s finest moment? So much to choose from: the boyish wonder of Space Oddity, the deadpan romance of Heroes, the ridiculous and oh-so-British humour of Laughing Gnome, the paranoid ghost-funk of Fame, the clipped brilliance of Ashes to Ashes … you couldn’t cos every Bowie song means something different to someone else. Tens of thousands of words have been written about him since his death 2 days ago, that say it with more insight and expertise than we could, so we leave you with the music that moved generations.