I started making dance music from the perspective of being fucked out of my head at a techno club and looking at my friend and going, if somebody played “Loose” by the Stooges now, I guarantee you all these people would freak out and love it!

Of course, I proved that wrong many, many times, much to my own physical hazard, by doing just that—being E’d up and going to DJ at techno clubs and coming out and putting “Loose” on, and people literally taking it very seriously, like, “I paid 15 dollars to get into this fucking club, and you are not going to ruin it with your rock ’n’ roll bullshit, and I’m gonna drag you out of the DJ booth in front of my girlfriend and beat your head in! I took a train into New York to see Miss House DJ #487 and you are fucking with my Red Bull and vodka!” People would get really mad. That’s the funny part—it’s hard for people to believe that only a handful of years ago, you could nearly get your teeth knocked out for quote-unquote mixing rock and dance.