EDGAR DAVIDS & EDUARDO CAMAVINGA: THE VISIONAIRES
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PHOTOGRAPHY: JERMEY SOMA / STYLING: Cara Hayward / CREATIVE DIRECTION: CHARLOTTE MAYUMI PHIPPS / PRODUCED BY GAFFER / SET DESIGN: MARIA ONA / WORDS: JORDAN WISE
Shot in Madrid. Ninety minutes on the clock. Seemed poetic, really.
That was all the time we had to capture two generations of the game. One that built the standard, and one rewriting it. Edgar Davids and Eduardo Camavinga. Past power meets present precision.
They call him The Pitbull. Unapologetic. Iconic. Street fighter turned field general. Edgar doesn’t do nostalgia. But the moment he laced up the reissued T90s, something clicked. You could see it. That presence. That refusal to blink. That intensity that made you know and feel he meant business.
There’s a through-line between then and now. And it runs through movement, attitude, and the kind of confidence you can’t fake. It’s why the creative made sense. Davids doesn’t hand things down lightly. But this wasn’t a handover. It was a nod. A shared frequency. Camavinga carries himself with the same kind of gravity. Eyes on him, always. Pressure around him, always. Still calm, still artful, still asking for the ball.
We asked Edgar what Total 90 meant to him at his peak. His answer? Presence.
“When you stepped on the pitch in T90s, it meant you meant business,” he said. “The design, the technical detail, the bold fabric, it came close to my mentality. High standards. Hungry to take on anyone.”
Power is a Legacy. Style is a Weapon.
There’s no pretending with Davids. He wore goggles out of necessity, but turned them into a symbol. He rocked locs when no one else did. He turned function into statement. His style was never decoration. It was declaration. A visual exclamation point on a career that was anything but subtle.
And Camavinga? He speaks less, but you feel it. In the way he glides through midfield. In how he demands the ball even when the tempo gets wild. In the fact that Nike chose him to front the new wave of T90s. Not because of flash, but because of impact.
We caught Davids in full flow when asked about what still excites him in the modern game.
“The ones with energy, flair, and attitude, and the game to match,” he said. “The ones who treat football like it’s a craft, not content.”
There’s something poetic about that. Because for all the noise in football right now, the T90 isn’t about trend. It’s about truth. It’s not about re-releases. It’s about reconnecting with the players who never played for the algorithm.
We didn’t have long. A shoot window tighter than most training sessions. Ninety minutes. A matchday length. Fitting. Madrid gave us the light. Edgar gave us the fire. Eduardo gave us the future. And Nike gave us the boots that built a generation, reworked for the one that’s already rewriting it.
