Not running with the wind

I recently remembered a song from my youth that had a refrain that went:
Living on the edge. Running with the wind. Soaring to the heights on an eagle's wing.

I thought of it because I had told a friend that these days I always felt on edge.

I am fairly certain this is not what Jim Capaldi meant.

And who knows when it will end?

I told my boss that I am not sure when I'll be back in the office, given that even if we social distance, I can't not fall.

Really living on the edge would be going to the office.