I never really felt at home with that - the headbands, the roses, the feet, the peace sign, all that bollocks. That wasn't me at all; I felt like a fish totally out of water during the mid-'60s thing.

When Jazz broke through in England, I remember sneaking to listen on the radio much to my parent's disapproval.

After I saw Jimmy [Hendrix] play, I just went home and wondered what the f*** I was going to do with my life.

I've never stuck around long enough to know if anyone would miss me. That's rock 'n' roll, though. Here today, gone tomorrow.

It's a diabolical business. I can't imagine how hellish it must be to be hounded like Amy Winehouse and people like that. I have a little peripheral place on the outskirts of celebrity, when I go to premieres and that sort of stuff, which is as close as I want to get.

If you can make it sound exciting with a joke drum machine, you know you've got something.

As long as there's something original going on, that's all that matters.