The chart · Wed, 30 Sep 2026
What ranked that day — the Ninja's blend, archived as it stood.
top 100 of 562 ranked · today's chart
House owns the charts this week, grabbing fourteen of twenty slots with a four-to-the-floor grip, while Mau P’s bassline cut “Just A Little Bit More” clings to the summit. Familiar faces like James Hype, CAMELPHAT, and Mark Knight jostle for space in a top tier flattened almost entirely into house. I back the crowd on Mau P at number one, yet the list feels suffocatingly safe; Ink and Mesto’s techno cut “Freak” at eight and Faithless’s Adam Beyer remix at fifteen deserve far more love than this monoculture allows.
The chart that day
Unapologetic daytime elation at 133 BPM: a vocal hook sharp enough to cut the biggest rig.
A maximalist vocal house missile built for peak-time abandon, where the hook grips the room and refuses to let go.
Relentless 128-bpm house with a vocal hook that digs in deep—tension dialled to nine and polished for the main room.
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 133bpm Drumcode overhaul that weaponises the original anthem into a mainstage juggernaut.
Solid, high-energy Toolroom tackle that drives the floor hard even if it lacks a truly memorable hook.
A vocal hook sharp enough to cut glass, flung across a 125bpm melodic house chassis with relentless, room-filling energy.
A sleek, Ibiza-primed weapon that trades dark-room tension for sun-drenched groove without sacrificing punch.
A peak-time missile built on a 125 BPM chassis that demands hands-up compliance and never lets the floor exhale.
A 136 BPM peak-time bomb where a massive vocal hook hijacks the room.
Festival-weight tech house at 130 BPM that commands the floor without pretending to reinvent the wheel.
A widescreen vocal rides 10B progressive trance at 130 BPM, trading underground cred for main-stage uplift and peak-time populism.
I keep this major-label latin-tech juggernaut locked for its festival-sized vocal and 128 BPM convert-bait precision.
A propulsive 133-BPM speed-garage weapon that sacrifices subtlety for sheer, unrelenting dancefloor velocity.
Sarah De Warren’s vocal soars over a 130 BPM chassis, turning peak-time aggression into something almost anthemic without sacrificing floor weight.
A tidy 120 BPM bridge tool with enough Afro-tinged momentum to keep the floor breathing between peak-time assaults.
Rides a 130 BPM wave of speed-garage nostalgia with enough horsepower to fill a daytime floor without rewriting the rave playbook.
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 festival-ready weapon that weaponises its own cheeriness; the hook hits like serotonin in 130-BPM lockstep.
A 122 BPM G minor house cut that weaponises its vocal hook into pure peak-time serotonin; built for hands-up moments and reckless grins.
I’d slam this 125-bpm Rother remodel straight into peak-time rotation and watch the room buckle.
A gleaming 125 BPM main-stage missile that trades shadow for sheer, unrelenting crowd euphoria.
A polished 128 BPM deep house cruiser that trades risk for reliability, perfect for sun-drenched festival slots where energy matters more than edge.
A sun-drenched 128-bpm hook machine built for big stages and daytime abandon, all minor-key gleam and festival muscle.
I’d reach for this glossy 125 BPM progressive roller when the floor needs sun-drenched melody without surrendering its bite.
Stadium-sized progressive warmth at 120 BPM, stitching minor-key longing to a high-energy groove made for sunlit floors.
Raw Klasse Wrecks electro stripped to sparking wires and sent hurtling at a hundred-and-thirty.
Accessible tech trance with a funked-up backbone, built for daytime primetime and mainstage momentum.
I keep returning to this 130 BPM chassis where Cari Golden's vocal turns accessible house into a hands-in-the-air sermon bigger than the booth.
A hypnotic 115-BPM slow-burner that trades velocity for high-voltage texture and after-hours shadow.
Percussive drive and progressive framework collide at 122 BPM, making a fierce bridge between vocal records.
Anthemic melodic house that turns 125 BPM efficiency into a widescreen, peak-time rush.
A 128 BPM peak-time battering ram with a vocal hook big enough to drag first-timers straight onto the floor.
A muscular 128 BPM house roller that does exactly what it says on the tin: moves bodies.
I'd drop this relentless 128 BPM vocal house missile when the room needs peak-time sweat and instant sing-alongs.
A 125-bpm freight train of polished pop-house that sacrifices subtlety for sheer, unrelenting dancefloor saturation.
A 130-BPM speed-garage juggernaut that bruises the subs, though its absent vocal hook keeps it just shy of crossover appeal.
A slow-motion pressure cooker from Kindisch that weaponises 107 BPM into something far heavier than the tempo implies.
I'd call this a stripped-back, vocal-led juggernaut that proves how lethal minimalism can feel at full tilt.
A blazing 125 BPM house weapon that channels raw vocal energy into an irresistible daytime floor-filler.
A vocal-led Afro House cruiser that trades outright risk for pure floor utility at a locked 120.
Nine-out-of-ten melodic prog finery built for daylight floors where emotion and momentum collide.
Wu-Tang's grit meets peak-time steel at 130bpm, a collision of legacy and laser-focused club weight that demands the main room.
A sleek, vocal-threaded minimal house cut I'd programme between peak-time bombs without losing the floor.
Sleek, main-stage tech trance built for arms-up moments and closing-set euphoria.
Vocal house at festival scale that somehow keeps its dignity, marrying big-room thrust to a surprisingly refined pulse.
Organic house melodies glide over a driving 120-BPM backbone, bridging peak-time energy with sunlit terrace poise.
Relentless 143 BPM hypnosis from Mutual Rytm that turns the booth into a pressure chamber.
A sleek, high-pressure rework that turns the floor into a piston chamber at one-twenty-five.
Mainstream electro house with a festival-sized hook and enough 11A drive to command a midday floor.
A festival-sized payload delivered at 143 BPM with the subtlety of a siren, engineered for hands-up hysteria under strobes.
Electro soul machined to absolute peak voltage; a 130-BPM masterclass that still turns every room into a pressure chamber.
I keep this 125 BPM roller in my sunset crate: warm, cycling progressive house that bridges the terrace to the floor without ever breaking a sweat.
A soulful vocal hook rides 130-bpm steel with enough peak-time conviction to turn an afternoon terrace into a proper sweatbox.
I’d slam this 125 BPM bruiser at peak time; ten-out-of-ten energy meets deep minimal discipline to turn the floor into a gleaming sweatbox.
I’d call this a driving, melodic weapon at one-two-five that burns with peak-time urgency and an Ibiza-sized hook.
Polished breaks at 128 BPM carry SOARR’s vocals skyward, though the architecture feels comfortably familiar rather than fearless.
A slow-burning, high-voltage deep house cut that drags the dancefloor into a hypnotic 113-BPM twilight.
I’d air this at 122bpm where its Kompakt melodies hover, all minor-key atmosphere and tasteful, driven restraint.
Speed garage chassis welded to a tech-house engine, cruising at 133 BPM with enough daylight polish to blur mainstream and basement.
A major-label vocal thumper that trades subtlety for sheer dancefloor utility; the hook lands, but expect déjà vu.
I still reach for this 125-BPM masterclass whenever I need a deep-house groove that turns the room into one breathing organism.
High-gloss progressive house built for sunlit terraces, marrying organic warmth to relentless 125 BPM forward motion.
Relentless melodic thrust engineered for peak-time floors where nuance goes to die.
Widescreen after-hours prog that swaps peak-time bombast for hooky, atmospheric tension at a relentless 125bpm.
I’d bet the floor on this vocal hook: a 125 BPM progressive juggernaut that turns reciprocity into pure motion.
A 140-BPM mainstage missile where a searing vocal cuts through 4A darkness, built for peak-time daylight surrender.
A lean, sinewy fusion of electro pressure and garage swing that hits the floor with intent.
A polished progressive cut that trades instant gratification for slow-burning dancefloor hypnosis.
Anthemic progressive house that wields its 125 BPM muscle with surprising elegance, built for peak-time ascension.
A peak-time, crowd-pleasing remix that threads a familiar riff through high-pressure tech trance mechanics.
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 relentless 130-BPM peak-time weapon where a razor-sharp vocal rides a ten-out-of-ten energy surge.
Ibiza-ready progressive house at 122BPM in E minor: melodic, driving, and instrumentally solid without needing a vocal.
A 125 BPM main-stage missile that weaponises 5B tension into pure peak-time release.
I'd drop this recognisable vocal over its 128 BPM electro house chassis, turning familiarity into dancefloor currency.