A barbershop ought to be a manly place, one advertised by an old-fashioned red-striped barber pole and full of guys talking politics and sports. It should not take appointments but must contain swiveling leather chairs, tonic, lather, and unbreakable combs. In the East Bay, a barbershop lacking an impressive array of Raiders, A's, and Warriors sports memorabilia is not worth patronizing, and the ones claiming sports legends as customers should be sought out. Furthermore, the tools of the trade ought to be scissors, clippers, straight razors, and a brush, plus maybe a few girlie magazines about for good measure because a fella who's been wearing the same crew cut or flat top for the last fifty years definitely will bolt if he sees blow driers, gels, mousses, or color-tinting chemicals at his barber's chair. The Razor's Edge, Dick Kellogg's barbershop, fits the bill on almost all accounts, remaining true to the ways of time-tested barbering. And Kellogg delivers that no-frills haircut in fifteen-minutes flat for about $15.