Exactly right. Even the biggest Morrissey sycophants must be sick of his victim mentality. Here's some further advice:
Fire whatever publicist you have now, they clearly don't understand your needs. Get a PR person who will hustle for you and make you a priority. Next, actually listen to your publicist and welcome interviews, etc. Also, you might have to spend a little bit out of pocket to get the kind of publicity you feel is lacking from the label end of things.
Acknowledge that the record industry has evolved in the past 30 years, even if you yourself have not. No one is rushing to court you, you might actually have to do some leg work or hire someone to do it for you. For the record label bridges you haven't burned, acknowledge that there might not be full pit crews to service your every whim when it comes to promotion and pushing album sales. This is a business and promotion on the level you're seeking costs money. Sure, that service still exists, but only for top tier artists who make labels lots of money. Let's face it, that's not you. You are a nostalgia act to them, embrace it.
Embrace social media to some degree, and get your own voice out there. Don't rely on others to get it out there, do it yourself. Recently, Robert Smith had a listening party for the 30th Anniversary of Wish on Twitter. He talked about the making of the album, gave insights into specific tracks, it was a Cure fan's dream. Imagine Morrissey doing something like this? No, we can't of course, he's too lazy and stubborn... but if he did, it would certainly grab people's attention. Stop complaining about how the press twisted your words 5 years ago, there are ways to get your thoughts out there without the need for press filtering. But keep it to things like what you're listening to, etc... everyone is fatigued of politics.
Lastly, and arguably most important... Fire your talentless nephew, or at least keep him away from doing any artwork or blog postings in your name. Let others handle your imagine, a professional who knows what they're doing, not an aimless relative with no discernable skill to handle an artist of your caliber.