Dallas-raised Roy Hargrove, the young jazzer born with an old soul, died Friday in New York City at the age of 49, according to his Facebook page. The Booker T. Washington High School for the Performing and Visual Arts graduate was felled by cardiac arrest "due to complications from his valiant battle with kidney disease," said his manager Larry Clothier.

The trumpet player whose discography in time would encompass the past and future of jazz, Latin music, funk and soul was born in Waco on Oct. 16, 1969, but educated here — at Arts Magnet, but also by the likes of David "Fathead" Newman, James Clay, Marchel Ivery and Dean Hill. The latter served as band director at Oliver Wendell Holmes Middle School in Oak Cliff, where Hargrove grew up.

"He was always one to keep digging and reaching for all he could," Hill told this newspaper in 1995. "We knew we had something special."

1 / 2Roy Hargorve at the Hotel Intercontinental in Dallas in 2006(Rex C. Curry / Special contributor ) 2 / 2A young Roy Hargrove poses with a trumpet in this undated record label handout photo.(File / Novus)

It was at Holmes where a young Roy first heard Newman, most famous for playing sax with Ray Charles in the 1950s. And it was at Holmes where he learned to mimic the solos of Maynard Ferguson and other idols.

"Music for me was the only thing that I could really find peace of mind in," Hargrove told this paper in 1995, when he was a 25-year-old drawing comparisons to the legendary horn player Clifford Brown. "It seemed like a lot of my friends wanted to get into these other things, negative things, and music sort of saved me from that. Plus, it's just the idea of being able to excite people with your trumpet or your saxophone or whatever. Just the idea of being able to do that is what intrigued me so much."

He was, in the beginning, a straight-up bop kid. That's what caught the ear of Wynton Marsalis in 1987, during a visit to Arts Magnet in the midst of a long engagement at Caravan of Dreams in Fort Worth.

"Incredible moment," film critic and author Matt Zoller Seitz wrote on Twitter Saturday. They were classmates at Arts Magnet. "Roy took his solo, and Wynton's jaw hit the floor like a character in an animated cartoon."

Marsalis was so smitten with Hargrove he invited him to share the stage — this Texas teen. Larry Clothier told Texas Monthly nine years later Roy climbed onto the bandstand a scared kid and walked off a grown man: "When it came time, you could just see him draw himself up and expand."

Roy's recorded debut came in 1988 — on the Dallas "Arts" Jazz 1988 album, a Booker T. compilation on which he also handled some of the arrangements.

Hargrove attended Berklee College of Music in Boston for but a single year following his graduation from Booker T. in 1988; that's how ready he was. At the age of 20 he had a record deal. He was sharing stages and studios with the likes of Sonny Rollins, Pat Metheny, Herbie Hancock and the local lions whose own lineage could be traced back to John Coltrane, Red Garland, Miles Davis. He moved to New York, but came home constantly; in the day he played Sambuca in Deep Ellum so often they could have put him on the menu.

But in time the son of Jacqueline and Roy Hargrove Sr. -- she a clerk at the county jail, he a Texas Instruments sheet-metal assembler who collected records -- graduated from the old school: His bop merged into the Cuban, R&B and hip-hop lanes. His first of two Grammy Awards came in 1997, for the album Habana. He also performed with the likes of schoolmate and dear friend Erykah Badu, A Tribe Called Quest's Q-Tip, D'Angelo, Common, John Mayer. His fingerprints are all over such albums as Badu's Mama's Gun and Worldwide Underground, D'Angelo's Voodoo and Black Messiah.

The album Hard Groove, released in 2003 and recorded under the RH Factor moniker, was his nascent masterwork. But Hargrove's discography didn't grow much further: Five albums followed, none under his own name after 2009, though he sided on several others.

Former Star-Telegram critic Preston Jones, writing in 2016 for the Observer, said this of Hargrove's restlessness and desire to stake a claim as a musician unbound by definition:

"Fortunately for us as a culture, there are still happy warriors like Roy Hargrove," Jones wrote, "marching onto the battlefield, intent on articulating the full spectrum of feeling, one performance at a time."

But now, suddenly, unexpectedly, shockingly, those performances have come to an end.

"Everything that I do is from the creator," he once said, explaining that all his music is spiritual in some way. "All the music I play, I can't take credit for."

He is survived by his wife Aida, daughter Kamala, mother Jacklyn and brother Brian.