The next evolution of the music genome

I watch this and listen, and what I hear is an epiphany. Tunrtablists have been professing apologias for their "art" for a long time. I have often enjoyed their craft, but rarely been swayed by the conceit to art. They were remixers, collage artists, skilled puppeteers of pastiche. The best, like Moby and Fatboy Slim, were on the verge of a genuinely new form of expression, but still, in the end, most were stew makers. This is the first time I've been convinced otherwise. It's beautiful, hypnotic, exciting and uniquely its own musical art form. Do these guys strike you as having more in common with dance music producers or string quartets?