I'm just some irritating, lying, ginger kid from Cornwall who should have been locked up in some youth detention centre. I just managed to escape and blag it into music.

If you've got a stick hitting a drum and you're programming it on a computer, it's so much more interesting than a sample playing back - it's something in the air, that's the magical ingredient.

I got a feeling I had loads when I was in primary school, 'cause I had red hair; you know, like Duracell.

I'm a really good hacker, but I'm not a sensible person.

The holy grail for a music fan, I think, is to hear music from another planet, which has not been influenced by us whatsoever.

Because I've been making music and releasing it for so long, I've got that production-line thing in my brain: I can't do anything new until the last one's out.

When you get new rules that work, you're changing the physiology of your brain. And then your brain has to reconfigure itself in order to deal with it.