We felt Rough Trade were becoming a different kind of thing and great as they were, it was starting to feel a bit alien to us all. It was all very West London—Scritti Politti, The Raincoats, that kind of thing—and we were electronic and a bit different. And, apart from The Fall, we were the only weird Northern band on the label. Mark E. Smith was like, 'What do you mean everybody has fucking lentils for lunch?' [Stephen ' Mal' Malinder, Cabaret Voltaire]