I know what it meant. If music is dying, musicians are killing it.
Composers are the ones decomposing it.
We open the box they've given us and jump in, wrap ourselves up, and even lick the stamp. We're not thinking about our music, just how it looks. One would rather have the warm tongue of a critic licking his asshole than the tongue of his spouse. It gives him a sense of validity and power. He seems to defy gravity.