If you enjoy it, it doesn't matter if you're good or bad at it, if joy itself is the aim.
If your aim isn't joy, but success, then of course you'll lack joy.
It is very liberating to do something, knowing you're "bad" at it, but doing it only for enjoyment.
It has nothing to do with other people. My art doesn't live up to my own standards. That's frustrating as hell! It's not a simple as comparison to others -- who cares about them if I just can't seem to create the sound I want to create?
- Ira Glass
I very much suffer from the same thing when it comes to music. I'm a pretty decent guitar player, all round - but I still struggle mightily to make music I'd want to listen to. But such is life, I guess.
If it does matter and you're not enjoying the process or results ... why continue?
Have you heard of dubstep?
Actually, acid house might be the genre for you, since "it’s true that if you gave 100 monkeys a TR-808s and a TB-303 each, you’d probably get at least 70 decent acid tracks". [1]
Sounds similar to what you describe: we shun the things we're naturally good at because they feel trivial and don't provide a sense of accomplishment, meanwhile we bash our head against a wall for years because the accomplishment of breaking through would be so amazing.
This is related to another problem of mine: ignoring things I’m naturally good at, and fixating on things I’m naturally bad at. In this case, I have no real musical talent, can’t play instruments in rhythm, can’t arrange a song, and I’ve nevertheless been pursuing this in my spare time for a decade with no results. Sometimes I buy new gear thinking it will help, but people with musical talent can do much more with much less.
On the other hand, I showed promise for visual arts but never pursued it. My frustration with being bad at something seems to overpower my desire to be really good at something.