With a near-monopoly on the hardware, Huang is arguably the most powerful person in AI. Certainly, heâs made more money from it than anyone else. In the strike-it-rich tradition, he most closely resembles Californiaâs first millionaire, Samuel Brannan, the celebrated vendor of prospecting supplies who lived in San Francisco in 1849. Except rather than shovels, Huang sells $30,000 AI-training chips that contain one hundred billion transistors. The wait time to purchase his latest hardware is currently more than a year, and on the Chinese black market, his chips sell for double the price.
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Introduction:
âThis is the story of how a niche vendor of video game hardware became the most valuable company in the world. It is the story of a stubborn entrepreneur who pushed his radical vision for computing for thirty years, in the process becoming one of the wealthiest men alive. It is the story of a revolution in silicon and the small group of renegade engineers who defied Wall Street to make it happen. And it is the story of the birth of an awesome and terrifying new category of artificial intelligence, whose long-term implications for the human species cannot be known. At the center of this story is a propulsive, mercurial, brilliant, and extraordinarily dedicated man. His name is Jensen Huang, and his thirty-two-year tenure is the longest of any technology CEO in the S&P 500.
Huang is a visionary inventor whose familiarity with the inner workings of electronic circuitry approaches a kind of intimacy. He reasons from first principles about what microchips can do today, then gambles with great conviction on what they will do tomorrow.
Of course, Huang would work hard anyway. It is in his nature. If there is a theme to his life, it is amplification; he has executed on the same simple precepts of diligence, courage, and mastery of fundamentals again and again and again, to greater and greater effect. I was surprised to learn how much of the man he later became was present in the immigrant child arriving unaccompanied by his parents in the United States in 1973 to an environment so unconducive to flourishing that it seems a miracle he survived it. To understand Huang fully, we begin not at Dennyâs restaurant, nor in the giant cathedrals of technology he later commissioned, but at this tiny rural school.
The product was known as a âgraphics accelerator,â and at least thirty-five competitors were trying to build one. Huang worried there was no space for a thirty-sixth. The leading expert in computer graphics was Jon Peddie, who had written several textbooks on the topic. Huang had reached out to Peddie to get a sense of the market, and the two soon became friends, with Huang calling incessantly, asking questions late into the night. Peddie advised Huang that the space was too crowded and that many of the best engineers were already working for other start-ups. âI told him not to do it,â Peddie said. âThat was the best advice he never took.
Huang had managed to stay ahead of his competitors so far, but his asset-light âmerchantâ business was essentially just a collection of engineers sitting around a Silicon Valley office park. If those engineers werenât constantly developing new, difficult-to-replicate technology,
manufacturers in Asia would start knocking off his chips, and Nvidia would cease to exist. âIf we donât reinvent computer graphics, if we donât reinvent ourselves, and we donât open the canvas for the things that we can do on this processor, we will be commoditized out of existence,â Huang later said. Not to gamble was the biggest risk of all.
NINE: Cuda
âTo distinguish himself, Huang had to pursue a strategy that so defied conventional business logic that ATI wouldnât follow. He had to build an exploratory product, like a $300 entry-level scientific supercomputer that not only didnât have competitors but also didnât even have obvious customers. The zero-billion-dollar market, by definition, was one that only he would participate inâone that only he would even see. Huang was going to build a baseball diamond in a cornfield and wait for the players to arrive.