Let me preface this by saying apparently everything about me is hipster. Every single thing I do. What I'm into, my hobbies, what I listen to, what I wear, etc etc. With the multitude of subspecies of hipster, there is a group of me's out there somewhere. I can't help that the "in" thing keeps catching up to me. I just keep chuggin along. Most of my friends are probably hipsters, but because they are my friends, they get a pass. The question is now, "What ISN'T hipster anymore?" That guy that makes $120K a year and wears a suit every day is probably not a hipster. The mexican day laborer standing at Home Depot hoping for $20 for the day is probably not a hipster. I can always say, "I've been doing X for longer than Y," but that's the equivalent of saying, "I liked this band before they were cool, and now that they are cool, I don't like them anymore." At a certain point, being a hipster has completely lost it's meaning. It's like jocks vs nerds. Nerds are now cool, and jocks are skateboarders. It's a stupid immature battle that hopefully I can grow out of at some point. Just do what you like. Listen to what you like. Dress how you like. That being said, damn I hate hipsters.
Henry Rollins VS Hipsters