Cykosis Isn’t Coming to Save EDM. He’s Here to Burn the Rulebook.

Forget everything you think you know about “anti-AI” artists.
Most of them are just whining while quietly using Suno for the drums and calling it a day.
Cykosis is different. He’s not politely asking for a seat at the table; he’s kicking the table over, pissing on the circuits, and daring you to dance in the flames.I went to cykosismusic.com expecting another lo-fi bedroom martyr with a manifesto.
Instead I got a single, blinding page that looks like a ransom note written in neon and clown makeup:“HI IM CYKO
OUT IN 48 HOURS
NO AI. EVER.
HUMAN MADE MUSIC SINCE 2006
SHARE ME OR I DIE”That’s it. No merch. No Patreon tears. No “please stream so the algorithm notices me.”
Just a countdown and a middle finger made of pure attitude.And then I heard the preview track.“Let’s Go” doesn’t sound like 2025 EDM.
It sounds like someone broke into a 2009 rave, stole the hardest kick drums they could find, dragged them into 2025, and let them loose with zero compression, zero mastering plug-ins, and zero fucks.
It’s ugly in all the right ways; distorted, off-grid, and grinning like a maniac who knows the building is on fire and just turned the bass up louder.This isn’t “human vs. machine” nostalgia porn.
This is a declaration of war from someone who never agreed to the ceasefire in the first place.In two days, ‘HI IM CYKO!’ drops.
No presave. No playlist pitching. No label. No distributor that matters.
Just a guy who’s been making music the hard way for nineteen years, laughing at the entire industry while he lights the match.I don’t know if the album will be genius or a glorious trainwreck.
I just know I’m clearing my weekend, turning my monitors to dangerous levels, and hitting play the second it appears.Because sometimes the future of dance music isn’t sleek, polished, and AI-approved.
Sometimes it’s a clown with a Molotov cocktail made of 808s screaming “catch me if you can.”48 hours.Tick-tock, motherfucker.Turn it up.