A few things here -
When I was 22, owning the complete Miles would have meant owning Jazz Track. and...good luck on that one. Even today, good luck on finding that one. The album, not the music.When I was 22, it was 1977, and a big bunch of the complete Miles hadn't even been recorded yet. So you'd have had to wait. The curse of an early birth.Hell, in 1977, nobody knew if there would be any more Miles or not.However, in 1977, other than Jazz Track, I can't think of any actual Miles albums that were hard to find. Some of the early Columbia sideman/project dates, yeah, those were tough. But actual albums, they were all out and in print. Captiol, BN, Prestige (once the 24000 series started, before that, not so much) & Columbia. So you could have the complete Miles up to that point, and...a few people did, people did, and it wasn't that big a deal, although the Prestige date w/Al Cohn...most people didn't feel particularly compelled to pick up on that one, especially with that ugly-ass yellow cover it was in back then. But truthfully, the only shit that most people cared about was the stuff w/Trane & the stuff w/Tony & George. And the electric stuff, for those who dug it. Everything else was like "eh, who cares now?" for a lot of people I knew in 1977.Bragging about owning Giant Steps? When I was 22, and where I was when I was 22, you'd be ashamed not to own it. I know guys who bought it just to not be ashamed. Seriously. Motherfuckers would own Buddy Rich and Return To Forever Records out the ass, but the one "real jazz" record they would own would be Giant Steps. And they'd let you know they had it, too, just so you'd not get the wrong idea! When I was 22, I used to walk to school in a bicycle tire through six feet of pouring weeds. And I didn't dare complain about it.