With me and Tricky I don’t think we ever knew if we were going out together or not. I mean, we were going out together and then we weren’t. Because, basically, the way our relationship functioned was that we were a support mechanism for each other, and we still have this kind of, like, permission to call each other in the middle of the night, when I’m in fucking Munich and he’s in fucking Tokyo. It’s a very strange job we’ve got, and we don’t have to explain it : we know. And we know the pressure. So that’s more what our relationship is like and still is. And I think it didn’t last a long time before we realised that that is why we’d met and sucked like a magnet to each other.

Dazed&Confused, issue 16, january 1996