I mourned for the old world, not Lou himself
For some of us, the death of Lou Reed is our Diana. You will recall that when Diana died, we invented the whole notion of modern public grieving as we now know it. And at that time it was observed by many people that the mourning masses were not crying for Diana, they were crying for themselves. Indeed, I myself, in London to cover the funeral for this paper, was one of the first to make that very observation.