The chart · Sun, 20 Sep 2026
What ranked that day — the Ninja's blend, archived as it stood.
top 100 of 572 ranked · today's chart
House owns the charts this week, with eighteen of twenty entries locked in four-on-the-floor territory while bassline and techno linger at the edges. Rooléh is the story, landing two entries with "Legacy (Assanssan)" and "Want To Know". I back the crowd on Shadu's "Loca" at the summit, though Mau P's "Just A Little Bit More" at three feels generous when Rossi.'s "Misery" carries more weight down at seven.
The chart that day
Unapologetic daytime elation at 133 BPM: a vocal hook sharp enough to cut the biggest rig.
A major-label vocal thumper that trades subtlety for sheer dancefloor utility; the hook lands, but expect déjà vu.
Festival-weight tech house at 130 BPM that commands the floor without pretending to reinvent the wheel.
A breezy, high-energy vocal house cut that beams with 130 BPM optimism and zero pretension.
A relentless 128 BPM charge through 10A tension, marrying CircoLoco pedigree with a warehouse-sized hook that demands peak-time surrender.
A polished 133bpm crossover cut that trades underground grit for daytime gloss, but the vocal hooks still land with precision.
A 136 BPM peak-time bomb where a massive vocal hook hijacks the room.
Relentless 128-bpm house with a vocal hook that digs in deep—tension dialled to nine and polished for the main room.
Accessible tech trance with a funked-up backbone, built for daytime primetime and mainstage momentum.
A glossy, high-voltage house cut that turns its indie-dance hook into pure midday terrace fuel.
Wu-Tang's grit meets peak-time steel at 130bpm, a collision of legacy and laser-focused club weight that demands the main room.
That vocal hook sinks into a driving 128-BPM groove, turning any tent into a daytime communion.
A sleek, high-pressure rework that turns the floor into a piston chamber at one-twenty-five.
A 125-bpm freight train of polished pop-house that sacrifices subtlety for sheer, unrelenting dancefloor saturation.
Rides a 130 BPM wave of speed-garage nostalgia with enough horsepower to fill a daytime floor without rewriting the rave playbook.
Vocal hooks and a merciless 130 BPM throb turn the room into a single, breathless sing-along.
A polished 128 BPM main-stage cruiser that trades underground grit for festival-ready gloss, delivering exactly the hands-in-the-air euphoria the room expects.
A chunky, rolling 128-bpm house cut built for peak-time floors and effortless crowd connection.
Vocal house at festival scale that somehow keeps its dignity, marrying big-room thrust to a surprisingly refined pulse.
A festival-ready weapon that weaponises its own cheeriness; the hook hits like serotonin in 130-BPM lockstep.
I’d call this a polished, stadium-sized melodic techno weapon that trades risk for immediate, hands-in-the-air gratification.
A 128-BPM freight train of hooky house momentum that knows exactly which buttons to press and when.
COEO squeezes every drop of juice from this disco-house framework, delivering a 128 BPM pressure cooker built for peak-time sweat.
Speed garage chassis welded to a tech-house engine, cruising at 133 BPM with enough daylight polish to blur mainstream and basement.
This 130 BPM juggernaut funnels a classic vocal hook into peak-time pressure—big, accessible, and absolutely unrelenting.
A polished vocal loop rides a tight 128 BPM grid, built for daytime floors that want energy without peak-time chaos.
A soaring vocal rides a relentless 133 BPM groove, turning heartbreak into peak-time fuel without losing its daytime charm.
A glossy, floor-filling vocal cut that trades surprise for instant sing-along gratification.
I’d call this a ruthlessly efficient 133 BPM crossover weapon that bridges tech-trance precision and mainstage hookiness without losing floor bite.
Accessible organic prog at 122 BPM; a melodic, high-energy bridge for daytime sets.
I'd drop this recognisable vocal over its 128 BPM electro house chassis, turning familiarity into dancefloor currency.
A vocal-led missile cruising at 125 BPM, precision-tooled for peak-time progressive devastation.
Sturdy, stadium-sized melodic house that trades risk for reliable peak-time lift.
I hear a warm, worldly 111-BPM drift that hooks early and unspools across the floor like heavy afternoon light.
A full-throttle vocal house cut that weaponises its 128 BPM framework into peak-time euphoria without losing its soulful centre.
I’d drop this lean 122 bpm bridge between bigger records; it keeps the energy high without stealing focus.
A sleek, vocal-driven prog-house cruiser built for peak-time euphoria without sacrificing credibility.
An afro-tropical missile with a vocal hook sharp enough to cut through any peak-time mix.
A reliable 133bpm bridge with enough rolling weight to keep daytime floors moving without stealing the spotlight.
Widescreen after-hours prog that swaps peak-time bombast for hooky, atmospheric tension at a relentless 125bpm.
Sun-drenched Defected mechanics built for the main-stage lawn, all polished 130 BPM momentum and hands-in-the-air composure.
A peak-time vocal house cut that weaponises emotion without sacrificing dancefloor credibility.
Relentless 143 BPM hypnosis from Mutual Rytm that turns the booth into a pressure chamber.
A sleek 125-BPM melodic roller that drapes daytime floors in dubby, progressive warmth without breaking a sweat.
Steve Bug refines Monolink’s melodics into a rolling 115bpm late-night weapon with serious low-end pull.
I’d call this a driving, melodic weapon at one-two-five that burns with peak-time urgency and an Ibiza-sized hook.
A 125 BPM main-stage missile that weaponises 5B tension into pure peak-time release.
A vocal bass loop locked into 130 BPM minimal pressure, purpose-built for sunlit floors and early-hour swagger.
A narcotic half-speed exhale that turns the floor into a shoulder-rolling haze, too slow to peak but perfect for golden-hour comedowns.
A relentless 128 BPM juggernaut built for peak-time sweat, all piston-pump drums and minor-key tension.
A sleek 128-BPM roller that weaponises its vocal tease into daylight-ready ammunition for a packed floor.
I hear taut Afro-tinged percussion at 125 BPM riding an energy of 9 into solid peak-time utility, though transcendence stays just out of reach.
I’d deploy this 133-bpm juggernaut at peak time: raw voltage channelled into unrelenting, late-night hypnosis.
Heavy voltage deep house slowed to a hypnotic 107, built for the shadows of late-night programming.
I’d call this razor-wire electro-grime at 140 BPM a server room melting down in Bb minor—absolute peak-time warfare.
A bruising 120-BPM tool that trades vocals for pure, peak-time floor momentum and dusky tension.
Ibiza-ready progressive house at 122BPM in E minor: melodic, driving, and instrumentally solid without needing a vocal.
A slow-burning, high-voltage deep house cut that drags the dancefloor into a hypnotic 113-BPM twilight.
A relentless 128 BPM electro charge that turns the club into a pressure cooker of raw, hooky voltage.
A slow, seething late-night burner that trades standard urgency for a deeper, organic hypnosis.
A 128 BPM roller that weaponises a vocal hook against a bassline grid, built for sun-drenched main stages where energy is non-negotiable.
Melodic hooks spiral over a breathing 122-BPM groove, turning relentless energy into widescreen, open-air euphoria.
A lean, sinewy fusion of electro pressure and garage swing that hits the floor with intent.
Melodic heft and club muscle collide at 122 BPM for a terrace anthem that refuses to quit.
Those bells still cut through 4 AM haze with surgical precision, even if every hand in the room already knows the score.
I’d ride this 125 bpm E minor bullet deep into the morning: stripped-back Solid Grooves pressure, a vocal that demands total surrender.
A 133 BPM vocal-house juggernaut that channels speed-garage urgency into an unapologetically accessible daytime rush.
Raw veteran voltage: stripped 128-BPM machinery that weaponises the floor without mercy.
Heavy low-end pressure at 115 BPM meets smoked-glass vocals in a deep house cut built for the after-hours haze.
I’d slam this 125-bpm Rother remodel straight into peak-time rotation and watch the room buckle.
A bruising, high-voltage breakbeat weapon that weaponises the 133 BPM grid into pure peak-time tension.
A 146 BPM furnace of psychedelic pressure that turns any room into a sweat-drenched ritual.
A shamelessly recognisable vocal rides a 130 BPM progressive breaks chassis that knows exactly which buttons to press.
A sun-drenched, hypnotic 120 BPM meditation where deep techno's pulse meets organic warmth, built for peak-time transcendence.
Melodic breaks at festival velocity, aching with synth lines built for midday sun and sweat.