Gathering and reissuing the hits made a lot more sense when the Smiths did it. The U.K. foursome had split, and their public had had eight years (or five, if you count the two-part greatest hits collection) to forget how amazing they were. The Chemical Brothers don't have those excuses -- they're still busily tweaking pop and rock elements into bumpin' Big Beat -- and as a result, "Singles 93-03" seems to have come a few years too soon. "The Golden Path" and "Get Yourself High" are the prerequisite completist bait: the former a Wayne Coyne-narrated absurdist afterlife fantasy yoked to Men Without Hats-friendly lasers; the latter a reminder that the Chems sound tightest on the hip-hop tip. Distilling "Dig Your Own Hole" and "Surrender" to their barest, sweetest essentials is appreciated, but "The Test" and "Star Guitar" flounder outside the extra-psychedelic context of "Come With Us."