U2 was huge, but not huge enough for my liking. I remember nights sitting around with fellow obsessives listening to some bootleg B-side and saying to each other things like: "Can you believe what an amazingly great song this is?" — as if we were an obscure and persecuted cult and not fans of a global mega-group. I recall rifling through the music press for praise; occasionally I'd not find it and would feel slighted. Didn't the world have ears?
Drummer Larry Mullen jnr admitted later that it was a bad feeling knowing they were the biggest band in the world but not the best. I had to disagree with Larry there. I adored Rattle and Hum and studied the accompanying rockumentary like a sacred text.
It could just be that because U2 happened to me back then I mistakenly assume that's when U2 happened to everyone else. There was something about U2 and the late '80s that went together.